Ethan loves his daddy.
Betsy gets organized. "I organize for fun," she said. She organized and I sat around holding Ethan and giving advice. He still is ambivalent about me, doing a cute (and disturbing, to me) smile/frown/smile/frown/cry-desperately-for-mom face when I'm up too close. Betsy thinks it's because we look and sound a little too much alike. "What have you done to my mother! You've aged her by 24 years and added gray hair, wrinkles, and [censored] lbs!" So now I am the Ambivalent Zombie Grandma Karla (and also because when Ethan growls, which he does--convincingly like Chris at that age--as well as slobber and bite whatever skin is exposed, see him taking a chunk out of Brett's arm, above, I growl back).
Five Guys tummies (well, we can't blame Ethan's tummy on Five Guys).
Ethan loves his daddy.
Betsy gets organized. "I organize for fun," she said. She organized and I sat around holding Ethan and giving advice. He still is ambivalent about me, doing a cute (and disturbing, to me) smile/frown/smile/frown/cry-desperately-for-mom face when I'm up too close. Betsy thinks it's because we look and sound a little too much alike. "What have you done to my mother! You've aged her by 24 years and added gray hair, wrinkles, and [censored] lbs!" So now I am the Ambivalent Zombie Grandma Karla (and also because when Ethan growls, which he does--convincingly like Chris at that age--as well as slobber and bite whatever skin is exposed, see him taking a chunk out of Brett's arm, above, I growl back).
Five Guys tummies (well, we can't blame Ethan's tummy on Five Guys).
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