CJ wants anything, and everything, he can get his hands on. The other day we were reading a book, and he was perfectly content until he saw the remote. Then he wanted nothing except the remote.
I thought he was cute with it in his mouth, so I tried to take a picture of him with my spiffy new camera lens. Well, when he saw the camera, you guessed it...all he wanted was the camera. This is him in attack, I want it in my mouth, mode...
We've been staying in a rental house in Arizona, and I confess I don't mind him chewing on their remote. But, I did mind him chewing on my camera. Needless to say, we found something else to occupy him.
Then, we flew to Tennessee this past Saturday, and I tried to be a prepared mama. I had his bag all ready, and I had a zip lock baggie full of his favorite toys to distract him in case he got fussy on the 3 hour flight. But what did the little man want to play with you ask? The zip lock baggie minus the toys and the passenger safety information card. But what he wants, he wants...and he lets you know it. I wonder where he gets that stubborn streak from?
