Who is Marcus?
All this time I have been talking about this little boy in our lives, but really, who is he? What does he like? What doesn't he like? What kind of personality is emerging from him? Well, I am going to tell you.
I have long said that if our dog had a motto it would be "Speak softly and carry a big stick". If Marcus were to have a motto, it would surely be "The world is my drum". He loves to bang on everything. The louder the better. His favorite toys are his blocks which he uses to bang on other toys, against other blocks, on the dog, and on the furniture. We don't let him bang on the furniture which leads to him having a completely overly dramatic reaction when we stop this behavior. He HATES hearing the word No. It totally puts him over the edge. He screams like he just fell on his head.
He is a good eater. We haven't found anything he doesn't like to eat. Generally he is a good sleeper. It isn't hard to get him to go down for his naps or to put him to bed. He has his moments in the middle of the night where he decides he just isn't tired.
He is very curious. Now that he is getting mobile he is into everything. If there is one thing within his reach in the room that he hasn't explore before, he will seek it out and go right for it. Normally this is something he isn't supposed to have. He loves our dog.
He is also rather devious. He isn't allowed to play with the dog's tail. So he will take his block and use his block to swat at her tail instead of grabbing it with his hands. Or if he has been bothering the dog and we are trying to give the pooch a break, he will throw his blocks in her direction "on accident" and then he will just have to go retrieve them, of course.
He has the most infectious laugh. I just have to smile at him and he smiles back. I can exhaust him with endless tickles that erupts into his giggles. He loves to play one on one with anyone (very outgoing guy!) when he is in the mood. But often he is quite content exploring on his own, playing with his toys, and playing with things that were never intended on being toys.
Most of all, Marcus is a very loved little boy. His parents love him. His grandparents love him. His aunts and uncles and cousins love him. His parents friends love him. His foster mother loved him. And I am positive that his birthmom loved him so much that she had to make the impossible decision to let him go to a place where he could have the things that she knew she couldn't provide for him, but wanted so desperately for him to have.
I have long said that if our dog had a motto it would be "Speak softly and carry a big stick". If Marcus were to have a motto, it would surely be "The world is my drum". He loves to bang on everything. The louder the better. His favorite toys are his blocks which he uses to bang on other toys, against other blocks, on the dog, and on the furniture. We don't let him bang on the furniture which leads to him having a completely overly dramatic reaction when we stop this behavior. He HATES hearing the word No. It totally puts him over the edge. He screams like he just fell on his head.
He is a good eater. We haven't found anything he doesn't like to eat. Generally he is a good sleeper. It isn't hard to get him to go down for his naps or to put him to bed. He has his moments in the middle of the night where he decides he just isn't tired.
He is very curious. Now that he is getting mobile he is into everything. If there is one thing within his reach in the room that he hasn't explore before, he will seek it out and go right for it. Normally this is something he isn't supposed to have. He loves our dog.
He is also rather devious. He isn't allowed to play with the dog's tail. So he will take his block and use his block to swat at her tail instead of grabbing it with his hands. Or if he has been bothering the dog and we are trying to give the pooch a break, he will throw his blocks in her direction "on accident" and then he will just have to go retrieve them, of course.
He has the most infectious laugh. I just have to smile at him and he smiles back. I can exhaust him with endless tickles that erupts into his giggles. He loves to play one on one with anyone (very outgoing guy!) when he is in the mood. But often he is quite content exploring on his own, playing with his toys, and playing with things that were never intended on being toys.
Most of all, Marcus is a very loved little boy. His parents love him. His grandparents love him. His aunts and uncles and cousins love him. His parents friends love him. His foster mother loved him. And I am positive that his birthmom loved him so much that she had to make the impossible decision to let him go to a place where he could have the things that she knew she couldn't provide for him, but wanted so desperately for him to have.
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