|Off to grandfather's house we go...
||[Sep. 15th, 2009|08:43 pm]
::trails out of own quarters with a grumble, grabbing a handful of candy out of dish on entrance table before doors can shut...Naomi's romantic little touches are worth something, at least::
::shoves mints into mouth in a quick gulp when realization suddenly strikes, reaching up to steady flailing cargo::
::readjusts chubby little legs over shoulders, grabbing hands next::
Hey, K, try this.
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands...
::after a few seconds of wrangling to free thumbs from
kelsie_wildman's clenched fists, flattens her hands out just enough to smack both palms together::
Like that, see? You're a natural.
K, K...if you're happy and you know it and you really want to show it...
::opens mouth for another gee, thanks
before thinking better of it...even in a mood, her ears works better than fine::
's chin one last time before stepping back to fall in line beside wife::
Sweetheart, you're not getting old...or at least, if you are, you don't look like it. You're beautiful.
::hurries on before dubious nature of compliment can be peeled apart...somehow, it's doubtful I'd love you anyway
And Tom hasn't forgotten you. He just has a narrow field of focus sometimes, and since you don't feel a need to constantly vie for his attention...
...he's just almost forgotten me.
You're no help, Harry.
::softens snipe with an arm squeeze::
It's okay, though. This is what happens. People move away, grow up...for the most part...
::frowns at son's back::
Andrew, don't hold her upside down, you idiot!
::expels another breath::
My father is still young and it would be ridiculous to be upset with him for not stagnating and clinging to the past...
...and human. Which you are too, you know.
Maybe you should talk to him about this.
And sound like some spoiled brat vying for attention?
He already has one of those, and could for a while yet.
Wait, so it's sibling issues on top of daddy issues?
::whistles under breath...gotta give it to her, she doesn't do anything half way::
::quickly drops baby into her arms before she can ready a full strength smack::
Times like this make me glad I'm an only child...or was...until I wasn't...and sorta was again...
::rounds bend, lifting shoulders from slight slump...and chin too::
Why does everyone hate me?
::doesn't wait for or expect answer, cold-shouldering sister to push forward and enter security code into door::
::laughs at her::
Don't take it personally, it's an age and attitude thing. You'll get it when you finally grow up.
People probably won't hate you by then.
That was rhetorical, you...
::wheels, taking survey...milk and cookie monster in grandma's arms, he's open game::