Pets
Calder loves our animals. Every time he sees one of the boys (our cats, Charles and Lawrence), he tries to lay his head on their bellies and rolls on the floor beside them. This morning, he actually laid on Charles for at least 30 seconds. In Calder's world, that is almost forever. In my world, I didn't even have time to grab the camera and catch it on film. This is all I got (below). The boys actually have some genuine affection for Calder (I think, anyway). They tolerate his tail pulling and walk by him, rubbing up against him waiting for a pet. They let him fall all over them when they lay on our bed and, of course, hover around his high chair when he eats. Our dog, Cleo, is another story. Calder loves her as well, but I don't think the affection goes both ways... unless food is involved. If Cleo is laying on the couch and Calder comes over to pet her, she growls. (Luke is pulling Cleo back in the last shot, because she...