Theo loves the super of our building. Everyday when we come downstairs, or are coming back from our most recent outing, and he sees him he runs over to him, “Gusss!”. He likes to go over to his door and knock if we didn’t see him. If his door is open, he will just stroll right on in and look around like he owns the place. Gus picks him up, gives him lots of tickles, and is very sweet to him. He is an old, raspy-voiced man from Trinidad who has been watching over this building for 20 some odd years. It’s nice having him around. He gets our packages for us and makes the two-year old happy. What more can you ask for?
