Meeting Camden

Ethan met Camden on Saturday.

 Ethan couldn't say Camden.   Instead, he rocked the puppy back and forth saying "baby."

He was hugging and loving her so much, I took him to Good Times to get some lunch.

Mostly it was to give the poor puppy  a break.

 

After ordering our food at the drive-though window, Ethan began pointing and saying something.  It looked like he was pointing at this:

 

He then said "baby....dog....baby.....dog."  I then remembered that Good Times used to make a spoonbender for dogs, or a pawbender.

It's frozen custard with peanutbutter sauce and dog bones.  When we got to the window, I asked.  Sure enough, they still carried them.  When I handed it to Ethan to hold, and told him what it was, he high-fived his grandma as if to say, "way-to-go Gramma!  You always know what I mean."

Camden LOVED Good Times as much as Ethan does.  I'm not sure if she was cold or was merely over excited but she shook the entire time she was eating.

Ethan pointed to his chest, bending close to Camden and repeatedly said, "E...E...E"  He wanted Camden to know that the only reason she was enjoying this treat was because "E" had ordered it for her.

I think she got the message that he really loves her.