He always surprises me with how much he remembers. On Friday he picked up a toy squirrel and waited for me to open the front door. I had no idea what that was all about, but I opened it and watched him run out to the tree in our front yard and pretend the squirrel was crawling all over it. This seriously entertained him for about an hour. He loved to pretend the squirrel was scratching at the tree, running up and down it, and nesting in its branches.
He hasn't even seen a squirrel since we moved from Ohio. How did he even know squirrels live in trees? Then I realized that I read Scaredy Squirrel to friends earlier last week while Creed was running around and playing and I didn't think he was paying attention, but I guess he was.