Those of you who remember Steele's comic strip from our Christmas card will know that while Steele is not particularly keen on posing for photos, he won't miss an opportunity to be captured being himself on film (or whatever it is now).
I go back and forth wondering how it will be to bring an infant home to this rambunctious, albeit, loving Weimarener. Some people have recommended practicing with a baby doll, which I still feel ridiculous about but maybe I will loosen up about that later. I'll definitely send Brandon or someone home with baby-scented things for Steele to check out before his arrival. And we won't ever leave Steele and the baby alone together. Allison let me babysit baby Hank, and Steele was quite curious and jealous of the time Hank and I were spending together. If Steele is jealous, will he grow less jealous with time? Will I be able to hold the baby in the living room without Steele jumping up in my lap, or will we have to quarentine him on the apartment side of the house?
When excited, Steele is also prone to barking--not yipping--barking louder than we've ever set our stereo. I guess the baby will be used to that, since he will have heard it in utero so often, but I wonder if at just the moment I put the little guy down to sleep, Steele will start barking and rouse him from his slumber.
Ideally, I see this wise, middle-aged, well-adjusted Steele acting as friend and protector to his little boy. I see a toddler with a cowboy hat trying to lasso his wild runaway horse, and the horse accepting the situation with good humor.
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