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Girls Unscripted

nothing good can come from this

If I weren’t so totally done with having kids…

So, I’m sitting with the in-laws, watching the Backyardigans (with Isaac sitting less than a foot from the ginormous screen), with the air conditioner broken, on the fourth of July. I tell you what, the Backyardigans doesn’t really do a whole lot to distract from the sweat trickling down my back.

I’ll tell you what’s cute, though: Isaac went and found four little folding chairs in the back room, dragged them into the living room, and lined them all up in front of the entertainment center. He’s sitting in the red one, which he pulled only far enough away from the TV to allow room for his legs.

So far this visit we have gone to see my dad (where Isaac was finally able to interact with his grandpa without screaming and running to hide behind my legs, though touching was a big no-no, and Bear crawled up to, and laughed at, anyone he thought might pick him up), Ortego’s Nanny (where Isaac successfully accepted two cookies from his Nanny and Bear crawled up to and laughed at anyone he thought might pick him up), and now we’re at Ortego’s parent’s house (where Isaac has found a pile toys taller than he is. Grandma and Grandpa are acceptable, though are still not allowed to touch him, and Bear crawled up to and laughed at anyone he thought might pick him up).

It’s amazing to see the difference in personalities between the two boys, and it’s amazing how defined Bear’s personality is when he’s only nine months old. If I weren’t so totally done with having kids I would be fascinated to see how any other siblings would turn out.

The two I have are quite enough to be getting on with, though. In fact just this weekend I discovered that Bear is crazy allergic to eggs and can no longer have breakfast like a normal person. He breaks out into this horrible, vivid red rash with hives everywhere the eggs touch his skin.

He doesn’t seem to have any problems eating them, however.

~Anna