The Switch

The switch. 

As hard as it is to believe my grandson will be celebrating his second birthday this month. Where has the time gone? But if truth be told he is just so much fun at this age I really am enjoying being a part of his world. 

My daughter and son-in-law have done a great job at parenting, and realized that now that he was almost two it was probably time to give up the pacifier. Up to this time it was basically only using it at nap time and at night, but now that he was able to ask for his beloved "pass" they felt it was time to let it go. 

Of course, the paci did provide comfort at bedtime, so my daughter decided to replace it with something new. On their way down the hall for his nap she remembered a box of toys that had not been unpacked since their move. She opened the closet door, ripped open the moving box, and pulled out a small stuffed horse. 

She gave it to him, and he seemed quite satisfied. In fact, she sent me a video recently of him cuddling with the horsy while sitting in his crib after waking up from the night before. Everything seemed to be falling into place until the next time he went down for a nap. 

He took off like a shot, ran down the hall, opened the closet door, lifted the lid of the box, and deposited horsy back where he came from. He closed the lid, and shut the closet door and proceeded to head to his crib. 

Now the interesting thing was that he still wanted the horse at night. Two days in a row he repeated the same nap time ritual placing horsy back into his own box. After waking up he returned to let the little guy out a few hours later. 

Now what intrigues me the most is trying to figure out what he is actually thinking. He obviously remembered where the horse came from, and felt the need to return it, and yet he insisted on sleeping with it at night. 

It will be interesting to see if the pattern continues. One thing for sure this little guy really keeps us on our toes as it appears nothing gets past him.