I found my amouti in the bottom of the outdoor winter clothing storage bin. Hunter pretty much lived in it the first two winters of his life. I loved to amaaq him. He would cuddle in and fall asleep almost immediately. If he was upset or having problems settling down before bed, I would just put him in there for a few minutes and right away he was happy as could be. I miss putting him in there and heading out for walks. It was a real pleasant time for the two of us.
Cavan was another story. Every time I tried to pack him, he would pitch an absolute fit! Screaming, kicking.... and I was heartbroken. He did amaaq a bit better in my packing shirt and packing vest, but never anything like Hunter.
When Hunter saw my amouti, I asked him if he know what it was. His eyes lit up immediately and he exclaimed, "Amaaq!" He climbed right on in!! He snuggled right in to me. Now if only he didn't weight nearly 40lbs, I would have gone for a nice long walk with him.
Happy to amaaq with mom again:
This almost makes me wish Matt hadn't had a vasectomy. I would love to amaaq another little baby around in my amouti again!