Playing to the Audience

Both girls are hamming it up these days, in their own distinctive ways. Genevieve's ceaseless attempts to compel her mouth to make sounds often end in a tiring but funny exchange of raspberries. She goes, "Pbbbthhh," the spit dribbles out on her chin, and then she opens her eyes reeeeeall wide, waiting for me to do the same thing back. The waiting is the hardest part, but once she hears that sounds she loves, she grins ear to ear. Julia, on the other hand, has added a new dadaist joke to her repertoire: she simply leans over toward one of us (usually Mom) and whispers, "Pepperoni." Apropos of nothing. Just "pepperoni."

I love those kids.