A few days ago, I spent much of the day watching Mr. Peanut, in the sanctuary of a local homeless church, while his grandma, Melissa, worked as a volunteer there.
When I arrived, Mr. Peanut was very happy and enthusiastic to see me. I carefully crouched down, kissed him on the forehead, told him, “I love you,” and gave him a little hug.
But Melissa didn’t want me to remove him from his stroller, to hold him, because he had been especially “clingy” that day, so it would have been really difficult to get him back into his stroller afterward.
So, I sat on the edge of the stage, in front of, and at a slight angle, to Mr. Peanut.
I gave him a Ritz cracker. He silently took it and began to take bites of it.
When he finished eating it, I handed him another one.
“Tant Tyoo!” He said, with a big smile on his face. Melissa had taught him to say that, months ago.
“You’re very welcome, little sweetie!”, I replied.
Within about ten minutes, and for the first time ever, he suddenly decided to lean way forward in his seat, and grasp my right knee, hugging it all the way around the back, with both hands.
While doing that, he leaned way forward in his seat, and rested the side of his head on that knee, with his eyes closed, in a warm embrace, as though he was going to go to sleep in that hugging position.
Over the following half-hour, he spontaneously did that exact same thing three more times.
I’ve never known any other 1-1/2 year-old who’s been that sweet and loving.
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