Hey, Stevie

I often joke around that Steve must be pretty annoyed with how his life has turned out.

He went from being the king of the house to having to live with a toddler that harasses/loves him and a wild dog that constantly annoys him. Actually, he is a very good natured cat and loves to be in the same room as Miss A and me. He loves to cuddle up next to you on the couch and is kinda protective of Miss A. And Miss A adores her Stevie. She is constantly loving on him, trying to pick him up and is always sharing her toys or snacks with him.

I started taking these pictures a couple months ago, documenting all of the ways Miss A 'loves' on Stevie. (His given name is Steve, but A calls him Stevie) None of these were staged.

"Stevie, want to wear my visor I made?"

"Stevie, time for tea."

"Stevie, it is sunny. Here are your sunglasses"

"Hey Stevie, want to sit with Elmo?"

"Steve, want to hide under my stool?" (He was not a fan of this one)

"Stevie, want to read?"

"Stevie, here is your juice"

"Stevie is like a baby!"

"Stevie, here is my butterfly hat"

"Stevie, are you hungry?"

"Look at my new flip flops Stevie!"

"Steve is wearing pretty earrings!"

And more earrings! She also tries to put bracelets on his tail.

"Steve, want some of my cereal?"

"Let me read to you Stevie."

"Stevie, lets play!"

"Stevie, want to read?"