Just call her Dr. Doolittle
pamelamyers | March 15, 2012
Sam has gotten to that adorable age when she is really into make believe. One of my favorite parts of that is how she treats her stuffed animals like they are really alive. She talks to them and holds them and handles them like they are real.
As we posted about a million years ago, Boo Boo is her favorite in the whole world. She won’t sleep without it and is pretty obsessed with the little guy. She goes to Boo Boo for comfort and gets very upset when he is missing. When she comes into our bed, Boo Boo has to come too. One particular morning, I was getting ready for work and she was playing in her room. I could hear her talking but wasn’t really paying attention to what she was saying. She called me in later saying something about Boo Boo. I came into her room and looked in her bed and didn’t see him. I asked her where he was and she told me he was sleeping. I didn’t know what she was talking about until she showed me where Boo Boo was….all tucked in to the bed she has made for him on the floor. She put her bee pillow and her blanket, that she uses every night, on the floor and tucked him in tight. She was so proud. I told her she was very good to Boo Boo and that we should let him sleep. Boo Boo stayed there all day snug like a bug in a rug. 🙂
Sam has done such cute things with her animals. The other day, she took her monkey outside when we went to play. She insisted he had to sit in her stroller. She tucked him all in and made me help her strap him in. Hey, who am I to argue? We buckled the monkey in. It’s hard to explain, but there are these little plastic rings on the top of the shoulder straps in her Bob stroller. I have no idea what they are for other than to maybe make it easier to pull the straps to tighten them, but when Sam was a baby she used to chew on them. She gave one of the rings to her monkey and said, “Here, monkey, chew on this” and put it right over his mouth.
The other day, she was cooking in her kitchen with her tiger. I wasn’t really watching her every move but apparently, tiger was very helpful because I clearly saw her finish with her pots then look at her tiger and say, “Thank you, Tiger” then she gave him a kiss.
I am so very happy that Sam loves animals, both the real ones and the stuffed variety. She is such a sweet, sensitive girl. We are raising her to be that way, to be sensitive to others, to understand that animals are as important as people, and it seems to be working. I am so proud of the way Sam is growing up and the little girl she is turning into. One of the things you always have to wonder as a parent is, no matter how hard to try, is my kid going to turn out all right? And as far as I can see, my little one is turning out just great. I love you, Sam!