At the end of this video clip A screams out, "No K!" All because he dared to walk up behind me as I was filming/chatting with her. With her eyes you can almost see her daring him to try... She thought he was going to "sleep" in the bed that she made for her and little K.
At the same time that she can't stand him and won't allow him to touch her toys or be around her, or, gasp talk to her baby (little K), she always wants to know where he is. If Big K is out of sight, Miss. A will ask, "Where K go?" I answer, and she asserts, "Oh, I go with K."
Last night on our way home from C's cross-country meet in Ashland we saw this:
That was taken only moments after Miss. A had been yelling, "No, K, NO TOUCH ME!" We were winding our way home on highway 66 (super curvy road) and K was being pushed toward her on some of the turns, causing him to brush against her. When she fell asleep, his shoulder was jut perfect for her...
And then this evening after we dropped the boys off at J and J's house Miss. A was absolutely devastated. She wanted her boys to come home with her and found it utterly inconceivable that we would leave them anywhere else.
After I stopped filming her outburst she exclaimed, "I look at pictures!" She wanted to use my phone to flip through pictures. I explained that she would have to speak with me nicely before she could have anything. She pulled herself together and asked for my phone with nice words. The first thing she flipped to was, of course the video I had just made (see above). She instantly burst into tears again, this time it was an unrelenting chorus of, "My boys! I want C, I want K. My boys! I want C, I want K...." And on she went, all the way home...
Theatrical Miss. A loves her boys!
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