How young is too young for a fix-up? Because I'm really thinking I need to
introduce Nora
Smartypants to young Ar. (Young as in "about 5 months younger than she is - is
that a problem?) Apparently they have common tastes in music. He does this
headbanger thing when (I think) he wants to be jounced around more vigorously, and
dancing him around while singing the Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated" seems to be
just the ticket. I suspect he'd like it even more if I actually knew any more of
the song than "BA BA BA-BA, B'BA BA BA-BA, I WANNA BE SEDATED!"
"Waltzing With Bears" works for him too, and I actually have the
lyrics to that somewhere.
Ar's sister Og, on the other hand, has
adopted puking (excuse me, spitting up) and pouting as her favorite hobbies.
Fortunately, the former isn't a major problem as she's still on an all-milk diet
and she does the latter most fetchingly, complete with tiny little lower lip
sticking out and chin quivering adorably. It cracks me up every time but it makes
Mommy Egret melt so fast I can only conclude it's an evolved survival
behavior.
I've already warned Egret and T2 to beware of Rudder when
the babies get a little older. He's not a huge fan of tiny babies, but he's great
with toddlers and young kids, getting them all overexcited and riled up before
handing them back to the parents. It was hilarious at a family gathering a few
years ago when his now college-aged young cousin was getting flash-backs watching
him playing with the next generation of cousins. "Hey, he used to play those games
with us!" It was among other things a classic illustration of how much smaller the
distance ebtween 25 and 35 is, compared to the difference between 8 and 18.
Anyway, I shouldn't have warned Egret and T2 because now they're threatening
sleepovers at Uncle Rudder's house.