^^ The Photo is a Screen-Cap, Please Excuse the Poor Quality ^^
My son has always had a strong connection with his stuffed animals.
The first one was his puppy. Just a simple little wrist rattle of the laugh and learn puppy. He would chew on the ear and always wanted it with him. It was his first friend that wasn’t family I think. He’ look at Puppy and just seem so joyful. That’s one of the first moments that his personality and imagination became relevant to me. I could see that he’d made the decision that this toy was something special to him.
Then the Mimi got him… Moomoo! We swear that will be his first word. The second she handed it to him a bond was made. He would have his Moomoo with him constantly. He also wouldn’t sleep without it. It got to the point that it was so dirty we had to wash it. One day while he napped his daddy decided to take it from him to wash. About ten minutes later Caleb woke up and started screaming. You all know by now, my child rarely ever cries. Corey had to take the Moomoo from the washing machine and show Caleb that she was okay before he would calm down. I feel like sometimes we don’t give babies enough credit. We don’t realize how much they really do think and know and how good their memory can be. My son at three months was concerned for the well being of a toy. How adorable is that?
Now… it’s Mickey Mouse! Even better, it’s daddy Mickey and baby Mickey. First of all, Caleb got to choose this interest 100% on his own. We were walking through Walgreens after getting our income taxes (the beauty of having a few extra dollars) and Caleb grabbed this little Mickey Mouse off of the shelf. He started kissing and hugging it so we decided that since he seemed to like it so much we would get it for him. Since then he’s been all about Mickey. He plays with him like he’s a friend and takes care of him between kisses, sleeping, eating… It’s funny to watch my eight month old turn Mickey into his baby doll. I don’t think I even realized that he’d have the thought process to do that. Well, a few days ago his daddy was walking by a yardsale and found a big Mickey! When he brought this home Caleb was thrilled. The best part? He realized immediately that it could be a daddy Mickey. He handed it to his dad, grabbed his Mickey and tried to play doll with Corey! I was looking at him like… How do you even put two and two together? You’re eight months old, you don’t walk, you don’t talk, but you can understand a connection like that? I’m just amazed and thrilled by this. Last night was the icing on the cake though. He had put the big Mickey into his jumper and helped it jump! That’s where the picture comes from. He was so thrilled that he was helping his Mickey jump.
Children are amazing. They have their own feelings, thoughts, and a strong imagination. Allowing them to make decisions and blossom is wonderful. Giving them the chance to figure out what they like will do nothing less than help them really grow.
Thank you for reading!