Obviously he isn't a chicken, but I also mean to say he is starting to show his age. Fletcher dearly loves his Bun Bun's and will get quite silly with happiness whenever he is near. Easily he is the 'lovey' of choice...so much so that he has started throwing him out of the crib after waking up so he can come back later and get him. I will not admit how long it took me to figure that out. In any case, he has started to cart Bun Buns around with him on his journeys around the house. Of course, our house is a construction zone right now (hence the poplar flooring in the background) and dirty in a way that cannot be truly cleaned till its all over, so Fletchers dear bit of stuffed love is also getting thoroughly filthy as well.
Fletcher doesn't seem to mind, he just drags him along by his teeth as he crawls from place to place, or does a very amusing but serviceable half army crawl using his forearm and elbow of the hand he carries Bun Bun's with. Its completely endearing and I will take a moment to gush privately to myself...
Here is a perfectly timed photo 'mid-kissies'...
Grandma GG was attempting to give Bun Bun's an energetic dance for Fletchers enjoyment...however as you can see from his tight grasp, Fletcher is more interested on the one-on-one play when it comes to Bun Bun's.
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These are the best pictures! I love the one where he's hanging onto him with his mighty grip.
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