September 2, 2008

Because Sometimes Girls Have Cooties...Real Or Imagined

Henry loves his little sister. Sometimes he even dotes on her. When people try to approach her, his first reaction is to stand in front of her and tell the person (often his own grandparents or a neighbor) "She is MY Reesie. Not yours." Yes, most of the time, this is what the interaction looks like between the two of them.

But other times, this is what the end result of an interaction between the two of them looks like.

Yes. Tears. On my kitchen floor.

For some reason, lately, Henry has mandated a three feet dining distance between him and his baby sister while he eats. The rules, according to him, are quite simple. Keep Reesie away from him and the wailing and gnashing of teeth (by him) will be kept at a minimum. Notice how he keeps a watchful eye on his sister as he eats his ham.

He's obviously afraid that his sister is the carrier of cooties. We've tried to talk with him, reason with him about it. He's hearing none of it. To him, girl cooties are a real and viable threat.

Here, Henry contemplates all the horrible things Reese could do to him and his food should she breach the three foot parameter.

Here Reese struggles with mixed emotions such as, "Why does my brother reject me so?" Also, "What is up with my hair?"

Henry is determined to not make eye contact in any way.

Very determined.

Okay, okay. We get it. You don't want her looking at you.

Reese just looks innocently at her older brother. See that look of adoration? Let's see that from another angle.

Oh my. It seems that Reesie DOES have some sort of a cootie. She directing those cootie beams right in Henry's direction.

See how she stares him down even more? Notice the firm grip on her eating apparatus. She's going in for the "cootie kill". (Seriously. What is up with her hair?)

Oh, Henry. You gave it a good fight.

But your sister has cooties, and hair gel on her side.


Sherry said...

She's got that "Something About Mary" thing going on. And, so cute! (both of them)
I've always envied those parents who had two children, close in age, that actually *loved* each other. Mine couldn't stand each other after about the age of two.
They are now 14 and 16 and continue to purposefully make each other's lives miserable. It's weird, though, as they get older you see teeny bits of affection sneaking in there just when you're least expecting it. It's short lived, but get off my could. =]

for a different kind of girl said...

Imagine the power we girls could reign with if we'd just learn to harness the amazing powers having cooties provide us with!

They are adorable! Those last shots are precious!

Ellie said...

I love her obliviousness to his cooties-fear. For her, it's all about the adoration. Somehow that drives the big brothers even more mad.

Captain Dumbass said...

Girl cooties are a clear and present danger, regardless of age. Watch your back Henry.

Woodlandmama said...

I have the same problem with my kids. Girl loves her big brother to death; Boy just wants to be alone.

Eternal Sunshine said...

Wonder if I could use the "Not tonight, dear, I have cooties" excuse?

Love that hair!!

And your boy? My youngest has hair that same color - too adorable!!

Mama Dawg said...

I love her hair. Reminds me of my daughter's when she was about 4 months old. I used to call her "Rooster".

HeatherPride said...

That is hilarious! I can't wait for my baby girl to get a little older so I can see how she and her big brother are going to interact! I loved this, so cute!

Kat said...

If you ever find the cure to irrational tantrums send it my way.

Anonymous said...

That last pic of Henry? Would make a seriously funny avitar. I can't stop laughing.

Glad to have stumbled upon you -- you're a funny, funny chick.

Anonymous said...

Their faces are priceless! Too cute. She totally has that "Something About Mary" 'do.

I wish I could shoot laser cooties out of my eyes. That would be awesome.

Sleep Deprivation Ninja said...

The hair can be deadly. That is, in fact, where cooties live... or was that lice?

Anndi said...

"stop touching me, why do you have to breathe, don't look at me" and so on and so on....

I had a great laugh this morning, thanks!