I'm not saying I actively seek out things that he might hate, but look, the kid is almost too happy go lucky. Not a whole lot scares him or makes him cry and sometimes it's a little perplexing.
Like when Chuck revved up the leaf blower right next to him. Did he cry? Nope. He was curious.
Dropping pots and pans on the ground. Nothing. Kept on playing.
Mom having a full on meltdown over a car seat. Meh. He had better things to do.
Today. Today, we found his kryptonite. Something that terrifies him, makes him cry and recoil in absolute horror.
Uh huh. A puppy. I know what you're thinking - how could we ever subject him to the terror of being in a room with a 12 week old French Bulldog? What kind of mother am I? Someone call CPS immediately. I let a puppy come within mere inches of him. (This is for sure how Sam would retell this story.)
It did not go well.
This was the initial meeting between Sam and Neville Longbottom.
Ask Sam and Neville is the reason he will need therapy in a few years. Which is great since I was in the #1 spot for that one but it looks like Neville has taken over.
We tried again and it went like this:
And ended like this:
So. Let's review. I whipped up some graphics to help us better understand what Sam likes/tolerates verses what he doesn't like/scares him.
So that's likes everything.
Well, Jack for one is thrilled. He's spent 9 months whispering evil thoughts about dogs and puppies in Sam's ears and it must have worked. Sam is officially on Team Cat.