As Alex has gotten older, he’s become more loving. As an infant he was only interested in cuddling if it was time to sleep or he had a fever. Things haven’t changed that much, but he does occasionally give hugs willingly. He’ll even give a kiss or two once in a while.
Unfortunately, he doesn’t really understand when it is appropriate to be loving. He loves most adults, and I am learning more and more about the fact that he loves certain little ladies.
At the playground the other day he found a special someone again. She had just had her second birthday and was a beautiful little girl. (He has good taste, I must say.) He followed her around, asked her to hold his hand, and completely ignored me for a good ten minutes.
When she went up the stairs, he went up the stairs. When she went into the tunnel, he went into the tunnel.
And then he gave her a hug.
He put his little chubby arms around her, placed his head gently on her back, and said “awww.”
She didn’t seem too interested in the hugging, so he would stop for a few seconds before trying to hug her again. Hug, stop. Hug, stop. Hug, stop.
Then he laid down in the tunnel, and hugged her legs. He tried to pull her down with him, saying, “night night!”
A bit unreserved, no?