Henry really likes to pretend. His favorite toys (as of late) are toy animals. He especially likes the tigers, lions, gorillas and elephants. They come in threes: a mommy, daddy, and baby (but lately it's mommy and baby and the other one is "Baby Sister"--you think we've been talking about that or something). Henry likes us to play along and I can speak for the both of us, this is probably the most boring thing he likes to play and it's almost torture, but...we do it. The animals talk to each other about their love for one another, they get groceries, they say hello and goodbye, they miss each other, they sleep, the bathe, they cuddle, they fight, they work things out, they eat, drink milk, etc. Anyway, now he no longer needs the animals. The animals are with us if we have them or not. They are just tiny and invisible and he carries them in his hand. This morning I had to pet the "tiny tiger" and uh-oh, it bit me. "You okay, mama? You okay? I'll make you feel better." and he got down from the table where we were eating breakfast and he gave me a nice hug. Then his tiny tiger was scolded, "No sir!" and then he was a "good boy" and became nice again.
In other news, Henry really loves the words, "behind me", "towards me" and "next to me". He can use the later two accurately, but sometimes "behind me" means in front of me.
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