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Greetings from Planet Doppleganger

With apologies for the poor quality secret-spy-agent-I-am-trying-not-to-look-like-a-creep-taking-random-photos-of-your-kid pictures, behold I give you Noah and alternate universe Noah:

Dopplegangers

Dopplegangers 2

Dopplegangers 3

I was a little worried I would take home the wrong version, so I tested the Noahs before we left by telling them we had to leave soon because they had a rule that you couldn’t play on the school playground when it was dark. I knew the kid who immediately sprinted for his bike couldn’t be anyone other than L’s son.

A Quick Word on Rosie

Despite all recent signs that suggest that the sun rises and sets solely on the horizon of Noah’s shiny brown-mopped head, Rosie is still around and kicking, sassy as ever and always honing her filibustering skills. Her vocabulary has exploded like a supernova and she spends most of her time toddle-wobbling around the house having intense conversations on her TV remote control cell phone. HAL-LOW? she says. HAL-LOW?  She is a constant barrage of (mostly) happy noise: Off? Down? Up? Open? Shoes? Jacket? Juice? Dance? Nana? Apple? Snack? Bottle? Mama? Daddy? Wah? (This is an abridged selection.) (Way abridged.)

She has learned the ancient art of Pestering, and just yesterday tested it at Setting: Full Strength, resulting in an apocalyptic meltdown involving simultaneous wailing from opposite corners of the room, which was pretty brutal until it turned into simultaneous wailing from opposite sides of my body, which was far worse. I went with my gut and decided not to break into hysterical laughter, as I did not think it would help the situation.

Increasingly it is becoming harder to capture an image of her on camera where she is not a.) a blur or b.) 2 picometers from the lens. She leaves a trail of plastic toy carnage in her wake, and it doesn’t matter if the sudden music in the living room is merely a 10 second commercial for Lady Footlocker, that girl is going to get her groove on.  And you can bet it will be hands down the cutest ten seconds of your whole day.

Ronado

4 comments

1 Rachel W { 01.22.10 at 6:41 am }

Do you have the porch swing propped up on a chair?

2 Leigh Ann { 01.22.10 at 10:06 am }

LOL! i was laughing throughout this whole blog! the doppleganger noahs was hilarious….and slightly creepy. 😉

3 Rachel D { 01.22.10 at 1:42 pm }

Whoa! That kid is totally a backup Noah! I love the matching sports stances and the identical hair (do they have the same barber?).
Every picture you take of Rosie seems to capture her personality so well. You can just see her sparkling.

4 Aunt Sare { 01.23.10 at 12:30 am }

All for Abingdon stand up and holler.

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