AJ: 30 Weeks

Well, another week has passed and AJ’s another week older, as are we all… And now almost a week has passed since I typed that first sentence, so I guess we’re all another week older than I said before.

This one was taken in our living room just before we left for a softball game. My brother and his wife came over to stay with the kids because we had a 9:30 game, which seemed a little late even for die-hards like my kids. AJ was very nice (says my brother, though it should be noted that Jeremiah could never find fault in AJ no matter how badly behaved the boy might be. Jer has some sort of baby fetish, though I don’t know if that word is really right for what I mean. More like obsession, I guess. He loves to hold babies. Anyone’s babies. Any time, any place. I honestly have a pretty hard time with anyone’s kids that aren’t my own. I don’t know if that’s residual feeling from my years of babysitting (that would be from October 1986 to September 1990), or what, but my nephew Cameron is the first baby that didn’t have 50% of my DNA that I ever really wanted to hold. It’s not that I hate kids, it’s just that, well, no I guess I do sort of hate kids. No, that’s not true. I’m just not very tolerant of the typical behavior of kids, I suppose. It’s easier to tolerate that kind of behavior when it’s not coming from my kids, which has pretty much always been the case, since Alexa has always been well-behaved and AJ hasn’t gotten old enough to be a pain in the butt yet), (Whew. Long parenthetical) and Alexa was typically docile.

We won the game and the kids were good, so I guess it was a good night. It was a testament to the fact that we play in what must be the most pathetic example of softball around, however, since I got walked with the game winning run on third. Now I can actually hit the ball out of that small park, but the team we were playing doesn’t know that. And my hits in that game were all infield singles, so… whatever.

~ by jabeandkristin on 7 May 2008.