Yesterday afternoon, The Carpenter was playing with the dog and The Smiler on the floor while I got some stuff done. Daisy (the dog - a puggle) loves her some tuggin' coupled with some fetchin' and The Carpenter usually obliges gladly. The Smiler delights in watching Daisy run around and play so it works out for everyone. Once she's fetched the toy, Daisy will gleefully shake it to death in her mouth, snapping her head side to side, snuffling and grumbling. It's really quite cute. The Smiler was very much enjoying this part of the game and even picked up one of his own toys and shook it around with the same enthusiasm. We, of course, were fawning over his adorable display.
After demolishing his orange wedge this morning, however, he cheerfully crawled over to the dog laying in her bed. I said, "Oh, are you going to say hi to Daisy? Such a nice boy you are to say good morning to the dog!" He he he.... He grabbed her toy and proceeded to shake it in front of her in precisely the same way his father does when they play. She caught on immediately and a gentle (thank you, Daisy) tug session ensued. Since he was still covered in orange juice, he had bits of toy fluff, lint and dog hair all over him but a good time was had by all, nonetheless.
Still, I can't help but worry how this will translate to playdates and the like. O_oooo....