February 04, 2005
Oh, God, She's Doing It Again
I'm talking about The Boy Child. I'm sorry, but the kid is just so friggin' hilarious.
His new thing is Angry Eyebrows. I don't know where he got it, but it's a new face he makes. He tilts his head down, furrows his eyebrows, and then just moves his eyes to look up at you. AND there's hand motions. He makes fists and puts them up about face height and shakes them. I have no idea why.
And he'll go, "Angwy eyebwoooowwws!" And run across the room. It's quite a sight, although probably not as intimidating as he might hope.
Anyhoo, he was doing Angry Eyebrows at the dining room table, while we were all eating pizza, when suddenly Angry Eyebrows contorted into Disgruntled Salamander. Although I'd never seen it before, it was easy to recognize it as his Poop Face.
Now, how I've managed to go two years, visiting twice a month, and never see The Boy Child's Poop Face, I don't know. Just lucky, I guess. Or unlucky, considering it made me laugh until I was a contorted, weeping mess. Poor kid is working so hard, and all I can do is laugh at him.
Now, when I walk past the bathroom to see The Girl Child sitting there (yes, the door is always open), reading Entertainment Weekly, all purple-faced and grunting, that's normal because it's in the context of the bathroom, and that's what people do in the bathroom.
But to see that spectacle at the dining room table, where people consume food, which is the exact polar opposite of what The Boy Child was dishing out, well, it's just disconcerting, to say the least. And apparently, it was quite a stiff poop because the back of his diaper was tenting.
And then The Girl Child started imitating The Boy Child's Poop Face, and all was lost.