Making a fool outta me

Travie is starting to act like a real boy. I mean, of course he is a real boy, but up until the past few weeks, he was still just a baby. Now, not only will he interact and babble along with us, he has started to really 'fake' his cries. He begins by scrunching his face - - it's very cute - - and then he'll open one eye wide to see if we are paying attention. If we are, he closes it tight and goes back to his weepy theatrics until he gets his way.

Up until now, he's been the baby.

"Colin! He's just a baby, he just wants to play with you…."

"Colin! We don't hit. We especially don't hurt a baby..."

"Colin! Don't be mean to your brother. He's just a baby…"

But yesterday, my eyes were opened to the misleading path Tj had been taking us all on.  I mean, yes, I was growing suspicious over the last few weeks, but it feels that finally I was given more than a clue.

It was late in the day and in the middle of one of the many dramatic scenes that goes on around here. One of them was "arguing" with the other when the littlest one tried all his antics with me. It was right then and there that I realized he is hoping that I will pull Colin to the side and that he will eventually get off the hook.

He knows exactly what he is doing.

But I'm onto him now. No more making a fool outta me…

or really his poor brother, rather.