Making New Friends

Joseph has a new friend. Actually, it was an old friend rediscovered at the bottom of the toy box. Our friend Emily (pictured here with Joe as a baby) gave him this monkey when she came up to visit.

He has never really been that interested in stuffed animals, but this one caught his eye, and we decided to let him sleep with it. We decided to call the monkey “Happy” because Joe recently learned this word and he love to say it very loudly – “Hap-pee! Hap-pee!” Happy wears Joe’s socks and sits in his special chair. He likes to make Happy give the babies kisses.

A few days ago, I found this:

Teeth marks on a bar of soap. The soap happened to be coconut scented. Apparently, Joe got a hold of it and thought it would taste like it smelled. It’s a tough lesson to learn for anyone, right, Grandpa D.?

Last Monday, we had a woman come to our home to interview us about medical history and draw blood in order to get life insurance. When she came in the door, Joe brought her a book to read to him and toys to play with. He just couldn’t understand why she didn’t want to play with him. Every other stranger that comes through our doors lately has been to help us out and they usually play with Joe. He was very confused.

Yesterday, we had an open house for our neighbors that are moving. Joe was a very good boy. He was eating the WHOLE time. I caught him with a mouth, face and fist full of brownie at one point. We made the mistake of having two chairs near the table of food and Joe just helped himself. “Pardon me, I need a cookie!” He was walking around like he owned the place, not even noticing that he was by far the shortest one at the party. He even had his own little plate of cheese slices and cucumbers. He looked so grown up!