It's in their DNA. Yep. Right there with snips and snails and puppy dogs' tails. No one has to teach them this stuff. No one teaches them to smear food in their hair and run full speed into walls and — hog the remote. This child knows where the remote is in every room of our house (yes, there are several…) and it is the first thing he looks for when his little feet hit the floor. And it takes a pretty serious distraction to get him to relinquish it.
And that makes the remote control the newest item on Colt's List of Favoritest Toys EVAR:
(in no particular order)
- Empty, discarded diaper box. You may remember it.
- Empty shampoo bottle that he stole from our bathroom (easily one of his favorite rooms in the house). I have since washed out the shampoo bottle and removed the label – he LOVES it.
- Plastic cups. David and Jennie, we have several from your wedding reception three years ago – they are his favorites – you may have seen them show up in pictures from time to time.
- Remote control. But only the one that actually controls the TV. He cannot be fooled by imposters old remotes that don't really go to anything we still own.
Snuggles and cuddles, dump trucks and puddles —