He’s always there. When I climb out of bed, he follows me into the living room. When I walk into the kitchen and try to close the gate behind me, I can’t, he’s awkwardly in the way. Every time I get off the couch and get something to eat from the kitchen, he follows me whether he wants to eat too or not, like a shadow he has to go where I go. If I have a pen and paper in hand, he has to see what I am doing and often wants to hold what I am holding, do what I am doing, eat what I am eating, see what I am watching and with our recent colds, he has even torn toilet paper peices and tried to blow his nose into it when I do!
I am quickly learning how important it is that I always be a good example and try to make right choices because he is not only watching, but he is copying much of what I do. Soon, he will be repeating the things I say. He is moulding into his own person but he is counting on me to show him the right direction.
And as always, when I am not looking, he knows it.