Written by Jeremy (Dad) It's funny how toddlers latch onto something, talk about it non-stop, then drop it just as quickly only to pick up the next obsession. I assume this is normal behavior for a child Evan's age, and he is no exception. He has/has had many obsessions: playing tennis, certain books, wearing his football jersey non-stop, tractors, Thomas Trains. But there's one obsession that has spanned all others and is still continuing. For those of you who have been around Evan for any length of time, say it all together now...pumas! Yes, that's right, that large, roaming feline that's related to the cougar (pictured).
Now, this is an obsession like none we've seen to date. He talks about them non-stop. He asks me to "tell a story about a puma!". He seems to "see" them everywhere, and according to Evan they drive cars, like boats and can jump on houses. Awesome. Here's an example of how it comes up in conversation: "Hey Evan, what would you like to eat for lunch?". He pauses, then replies, "pumas!". Completely out of nowhere. It's just on the tip of his tongue at all times it seems.
How did this obsession begin? As far as I know, it began one day a few months ago. Evan and I were sitting on our living room chair reading an animal book and going through all the names of the different animals. For each he would say, "Dad, (animal name) outside?", asking if the specific animal lives near us outside, I guess so he'd be prepared if a circus elephant with little top hat happened to stroll through our front yard. So anyways, after we were done reading, we looked out the window next to the chair and saw a black feral cat walking across the street. Evan said, "Dad! Look! A puma!", with a huge grin on his face. Of course I got a good laugh about this and explained that it wasn't really a puma. But it stuck. We see that cat all the time and from that point on, pumas were officially an obsession. There have been several events since the beginning that have seemed to accelerate the obsession, like the time Evan went to a park with my mom, sister and nephew. Details are hazy, but we know they found a cave, yelled in it and heard an echo. Every time Evan brings this adventure up, he says there was a puma in the cave and, "Don't...wake...the puma".
We've had a good share of laughs with this. Cortney and I play along with the whole obsession, getting him library books about pumas and talking with him about them. We've even learned a thing or two. I'm sure we'll learn more about some other random subject when pumas become old news. And I can't wait.