Thursday, March 4, 2010

My Boy Can Tell Time

So Brutus has learned to tell time. Well, technically, not really, but I realized that for the first time since we adopted him almost two months ago, tonight was the first night that Don wasn't home within his normal time after work, and Brutus noticed big time. Don had a business meeting dinner to go to, and didn't get home until 9:00, which is a good three and a half hours past ear scratching, belly rubbing and walk around the neighborhood with dad time in Brutus world.

First Brutus sat in the entryway by the door to the garage. Then he would come up into the bedroom and look out the bedroom window. Then back to the entryway. After about an hour of this, he started going outside in the back to go potty about every half hour. I came to realize that he probably didn't really need to go to the bathroom, but dad might be hiding out in the back yard. Then it was back to repeating steps one and two.

When Don finally did get home, Brutus had so much loving for him. He needed Don to lay down on the bed so he could just lay his head in the crook of his arm and snuggle. Then they had to play a little tug of war before he settled in and went to sleep.

Don's going to the lake this weekend, and I'm staying home. We're having a very hard time trying to decide which parent should have Brutus. We both love having him, but he LOVES it at the lake. He'll have some separation anxiety either way. I guess we'll just have to see what happens. Stay tuned.........

1 comment:

  1. U R staying home...........It wont be the same tonite w/o ya!