About every three weeks, it becomes necessary to make a trek to the pet sotre for food for Tess and Ella. Usually, i would go right after work just before I picked you up from Grandma’s or Staci’s. Well, the last two times, I’ve picked you up first so that we can go together. You LOVE it there! We go in for dog food, and ineveitably walk out 45 minutes later with dog food, AND a new Beanie Baby toy that the pet store staff brilliantly places next to the register.
We see birds, rabbits, guinea pigs, snakes, giant spiders, fish, lizards and turtles. You are fascinated by all of them and frequently refer to the furry ones as “soooo caaaa-ute!” One of my favorite moments from our first trip was when we were walking around looking at the rabbits and guinea pigs. They are in little huts so we aren’t able to touch them but right across from them in a cage that we CAN poke our fingers through, is a furry little animal – the likes of which your were immensley curious about. It doesn’t look quite like a rabbit, and so as soon as we saw it you immediately asked me what it was. I read the sign next to the cage and told you “Its a Chinchilla!” You studied it for a moment, and then looked back at me and said, “No Mama, its a possum!” I quite literally almost fell over from the crouched position I was in next to you and the cage. I have NO idea where you’ve seen a possum, or even heard the word but you were certain thats what it was, and I was once again SOOOO impressed with you. I know I say it often, and you’ll get sick of reading it one day when you are reading this – but your little brain so so amazing. We can literally watch you figure things out, study people and situations and the sum of all of that that exits your mouth in words is one of the most astounding things I’ve ever seen.
So since our first trip to the pet store, your beanie baby collect has grown by three friends, that you often refer to as “my family”. They all go with you to Grandma’s or Staci’s when you go, and we’re never without at least one of them in your “pack pack”. So far we’ve gotten an elephant, which you named “Ollie”, and a kitty that you’ve named….well, Kitty. The third one, a penguin was one that Grandma Freed bought for you when we went to Hallmark one day. When we got in the car to head home, we asked you what your penguin’s name was. You told us “he waddles”. Unbeknownst to us until a few moments later when Grandma looked at the tag on the Penguin, but his name actully is “Waddles”!! Whether a lucky guess, or you’re reading at age 2 – either way, VERY impressive Miss Sawyer!
As you’ve had your penguin for a few weeks now, several times you’ve put your penguin inside your shirt right next to your tummy. You told Staci “I have a baby penguin in my tummy” and then got on your pretend skateboard and said “I gotta go to work”.
You’re a mile a minute and I wouldn’t change a second of it. Thank you for the brilliance you bring to our lives.
I love you most,