Maybe six weeks ago Harper and Will had their first real
conversation. It was quite a touching milestone.
I was so busy I never had a
chance to write it down for posterity but pretty much every conversation since
then has followed the same general outline. Here’s how it usually goes:
Harper (screeching like a Banshee on fire): “Aaaahhhhhhhhhh!
Will is in my room! Get him out! Get him out!”
Will (shaking his head): “No, no, no.”
Me (washing dishes in the kitchen): “Harper, play nicely
with your brother.”
Harper: ”Aaahhhhh! No baby! No!”
Will (talking to himself as he picks up a fire engine): “No,
no, no, no, no.”
Harper: “Now he has my toy! Out, baby! OUT!”
Will (pointing to the door): “Ow! Ow!”
Me: “Harper, chill it!”
Harper: “Go out! GOOO OOOOUT!”
Will (standing up and leaving with the fire engine): “Go!
Go! Go! Go! Go!”
Heartwarming.
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