In the morning after Daddy got in from work and had headed back to sleep we got a bath out of the way and then we played with his toys for over an our. Laughing so loud it's surprising we didn't wake Daddy up. This evening I was treated to his falsetto version of The Imperial March and his demonstration of how Darth Vader walks and.....here comes the best part...he cuddled with me, curled up on my lap. At one point he reached around me and gave me a good hug too. He likes it when I sing to him now so I sing You Are My Sunshine but change it to "My Declan". This had him then asking "who's the bad man who would take your Declan away?"
Good question. "Nobody. Just a song. Nobody will take you away."
About an hour after we tucked Declan in for bedtime we heard him get out of bed upstairs and open his door. I went up to check on him. When I went in his room he was back in bed. I asked what was the matter and he said "Does my Pooh Bear come alive and chase me?"
"No, he's just a stuffy, a stuffed animal."
"So he won't come alive and go 'bleh bleh bleh' all over me?" (He says while running his fingers over his face.)
"No he's just a cuddly stuffed animal."
"Ok."
His imagination is expanding.
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