We love him.
We wait for him to come every day at about 5:30 when he sees "Ducks truck" come around the corner.
Our neighbor that we will call "Buddy" has adopted our family as his own. He has Skyler and Koy's names down but calls me "Moore" because he is too lazy to say the Sister part. But, here's the best one. He calls Sterling, "Duck". He adores Duck. He sees him come home, he is on our porch. He hears Duck working outside and he is on his back playing monkey. He even thinks Duck is home and he is sneaking out of his house in his foot bottom pj's and through our door. He adores Duck. Duck is so wrapped around Buddy's finger that he does anything for the kid. He spent more on "snacks" at Costco for Buddy than we spent on our own kids. He throws Buddy around and swings him by his "beets". (He can't say f's.) They are each others best buddies.
Buddy hangs at our house and even has his own cup picked out here. He has been known to try to put a rock through the garage when we didn't answer the door. Then he was caught trying to break the window to get in. He cries such a mournful little cry when he has to go home.
He wears us out! And we love it! I look forward to being a Grandma.
In 15 years.
When I am old enough of course.
No comments:
Post a Comment