
A couple of months ago, I saw 3 or 4 deer down at the end of our driveway, so I picked Ben up and we watched them out the window until our dogs chased them away. For at least 2 weeks after that, Ben would say, “dee! dee!” and beg to be picked up, or drag us to the window. He wanted to look out the window for deer. We also saw several deer in the next weeks by the side of the road or crossing in front of us. For a while there, Ben was seriously obsessed with deer.
Then that obsession faded and he hasn’t mentioned deer for a while (nor have we seen any lately).
This morning, I was sitting at the bar, checking my email, with Ben on my lap. He said, “dee! dee!” I absentmindedly said, “yes, Ben, we can look for deer.” Then he said it again: “DEE!” I glanced up, and there was a deer standing RIGHT THERE in our kitchen window! We watched it for a while until it walked out of sight.
Smart little guy!
PS- that is a picture of a deer I ripped from the internet. ;)




