Hug Twice

CJ, Alexa and I went for our first walk of the season yesterday afternoon.  And on our walk, we ran into our cul-de-sac neighbors, who have a little boy about the same age as CJ.  M and CJ have met before, but CJ was younger and much less talkative, and didn’t really know how to make friends.

Well, now, CJ is chatty, even if he’s not to the level of the average three year old.  And M was happy to have someone to tell what to do (M is the younger brother at home).  So CJ and M played in their backyard, on the swings, with the slide, with their bowling pins… they played and played and played.  But eventually, we had to go home.  Alexa needed a nap and I didn’t want to overstay our welcome.

Well, CJ was okay about leaving, but ever since we came home, he keeps asking when we can go for a walk and see M again.  In fact, when I told him that M was sleeping and we couldn’t see him until tomorrow, CJ cried like I have never seen him cry before.

It is cute in a way, but also exhausting.  We can’t live at M’s house, I doubt the rest of the family would like that.  And I have no idea if M is as fond of CJ as CJ is of him.   But I do love seeing him making friends on his own, even if I can tell that he is struggling to express himself with M and explain what he wants.  But he is doing okay.  And he is truly making a friend on his own.

My only complaint is there is dog poop in their backyard.  Bah.

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