As one would expect, my little girl is the most important person in my life - or I guess tied for most important with the other little sprout growing in my wife's belly. I don't see anything wrong with this and neither does my wife, but the problem takes center stage anytime my wife and I show any sort of affection to one another and Isabel is there to witness it. We had this happen literally minutes ago: I pulled Shayla up off the couch to hug her and slow dance with her and Baby Spicer. Yeah... that lasted a whomping thirty seconds until Isabel caught sight of this display of affection and instantly began mumbling her toddler jargon while pointing with her angry face.
Naturally I picked her up and allowed her to join in on the family moment. That made her happy enough to stop her pouting. These are the things that I will remember and cherish for the rest of my life. Also, I plan to tease Isabel about moments like these when she gets older.
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I like this Kitch. It's always interesting to me to read about parenthood, because currently it's about the furthest thing from my life. Love the new pics on Facebook - you've got a cute one!
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