So, as I said, we stayed with Real Man’s aunt and uncle in Maryland on our DC trip.
The kids love Beth and Warren. I’ve already explained how Monkey Girl talked Beth’s ear off at the museum, and Monkey in the Middle keeps asking “When can we see Aunt Beth and Uncle Warren again?”
We’ve decided to call Warren “The Toddler Whisperer” due to the effect he had on Baby Monkey.
Baby Monkey was just worn out by the end of each day, and that’s about the time that he got to be with Warren. Poor Warren must have thought that he was the whiniest kid around. However, Warren worked his magic and got Baby Monkey to do things that we just couldn’t.
Baby Monkey didn’t want to eat his dinner. Warren somehow convinced him to eat his dinner.
Baby Monkey wanted to leave the table when he was done. Warren convinced him to stay until everyone was done.
Baby Monkey was terrified of the dog and would let out these loud screams every time the dog (friendliest dog in the world) would come near, but Warren not only got him to come close to the dog but to not make a sound as the dog went past him.
Now, let me give you a visual. Warren is easily 6’5”. Baby Monkey is maybe 2’6”to 3’ tall. It was hysterical to watch Baby Monkey traipsing after Warren through the house. If Warren wasn’t in the room, the question was “Where’s Uncle Warren?”
The real star of our visit, however, was Gunnar.
The sweetest dog in the world. Seriously.
Monkey Girl was smitten. Monkey in the Middle was fascinated. Baby Monkey was terrified, but intrigued.
So, now the pressure is on. Monkey in the Middle told Real Man that he is asking Santa for a puppy for Christmas. Monkey Girl has been coming up with possible dog names.
Baby Monkey doesn’t want a dog.
Unless it’s little.
Unless it comes with Uncle Warren.
So, we’re doing our best to talk about the responsibilities attached to owning a dog, and how much work they are, etc, etc, etc.
However, my talk is halfhearted. I want a dog, too.
So, we’ll see how that all play out.
Oh, there was one more star of the visit.
The sombrero.
Aye-yay-yay. El es un muchacho hermoso. Amo a ese bebe mas que el sabra nunca.
