Today I watched my grandson Dustin. He is 2 1/2. I got to watch "Toy Story 2" twice and "Iceage" once. We consumed Cheetos, raisins and Capri Suns. We did a lot of him putting clown heads on my fingers and me giving them names like "Silly Jelly Head," which made him giggle.
This is what I see every night. Tim sitting in his usual corner pocket of the sofa, and Fatness standing before him. Let me explain, Fatness waits, staring at Tim until he gives him the "ok" to sit in his lap. The "ok" is Tim tapping his chest and saying "kitty come." One evening Fatness waited 2 hours until Tim allowed him over via the tapping. This little song and dance between the two of them makes me very happy.