Dillon feeding Rocco
Dillon loves him some babies.  Pretty much since he was a little guy himself, if he saw a baby he had to play with it or sing it a song or something. I feel that he gets this behavior directly from his grandpa Tim, who some call “the baby whisperer,” and who also displays strange behaviors around babies. I remember being mortified as a teenager that my dad was playing peek-a-boo with some stranger’s baby in the line behind us in McDonald’s.  (I don’t know what dates that sentence more – that I was a teenager or that my parents used to go to McDonald’s…)
Anyway, today at Family Dinner, D was playing with the twins. And he told me very solemnly, “I really appreciate how Rocco is in his own little world. He’s really thoughtful.” I am sure this says more about Dillon than about Rocco at this point, but I found it adorable.
Of course, later he told me that he was pretty sure Henry was going to be a magician when he grows up. Who knows, the kid might have some insight into some aspect of baby psychology that the rest of us haven’t keyed into yet…
