My First Baby Boy ...

Today's post will be short and sweet but I felt it necessary to share this little story about my first baby.  No, not the one currently riverdancing in my belly, the fur baby and second love of my life (I figure the Mister SHOULD come before him right?) Koda.  The night before last, the night after we brought all C's gifts home from the shower, Koda comes bounding down the stairs holding the bear head from C's stuffed animal taxidermy wall with a look of "Momma, LOOK wud I'z got!  Somebuddy's broughts me'z uh bunches of new toyz!  I'z so icksited!  MAH LIFEZ IS COMPLEAT!"  Only to be met with "Koda, NO that's not yours!" from me.  He immediately dropped the bear, tucked his tail between his legs and gave me the MOST disappointed look that simultaneously broke my heart.  Then I hear a yell from upstairs, in the general vicinity of where the Mister was, "What happened?" to which I reply "Koda brought one of Caleb's toys down from his room."  The Mister then asks me to show him which toy to which I reply "Sugar, don't be too hard on him he didn't know those aren't for him, they look like dog toys, it's not his fault he wanted to play with one."  He then calls Koda to come upstairs to where we are and shows him the toy in question while telling him no, teaching him that the toy is not, in fact, his like he seemed to think when he originally came bounding down the stairs.  At this point I feel really, REALLY bad and as soon as it's been long enough to not confuse him I grab ahold of my Koda bear and pretty much attack him with kisses, hugs and praises telling him he's a good boy, momma loves him, it's not his fault and that it was okay because he didn't know.  He, of course, rolled on his back to absorb any and all belly rubs he could get out of me.  All I know is this is going to be hard on this momma who's first baby is a furball with four legs and a slobbery tongue.  I mean how can you not absolutely turn to MUSH with this face?

So for now, all of Caleb's stuffed animals are residing in one of his dresser drawers until his crib, glider and the rest of his room are put together and we have a home for his objects of Koda's temptation toys.  And as a result, I MAY or may NOT have gone out and bought my first baby a bag of rawhides to spoil make him feel like the special boy that he is.