Feb 25, 2008
I think most would agree that Elijah is an exceptionally cute baby. However, his cuteness is particularly acute here in Honduras. I hope that his head remains big only in size, not in view of his personal esteem.
The other day Rey and I were walking downtown and at every corner a lady would call out: “what a doll!” (in Spanish, of course). “Que precioso! Que lindo!” “How good to be the mother of that baby!” Elijah basks in the attention and looks into the eyes of everyone we pass expecting it.
We were at the discount store and I looked to see what he was smiley and giggling at and a group of teenage girls were pointing and waving. He turned his head the other direction and began smiling and giggling once more. What caught his attention over there? Another cluster of teenage girls, “making eyes at him,” as they say in Honduras. He turned his head back and forth, back and forth, to flirt with each group of girls in turn until I eventually walked him away.
From all off the attention he’s receiving, I’ve noticed that Elijah has a type of admirer that he favors above them all: pretty girls. I see him following them with his eyes and turning his head as they walk away. At first I thought he was doing this in anticipation of complements on his cuteness, but I’ve noticed that even if the girl pays him no mind, he still stares at her…if she is young and beautiful.
With the slight tan Elijah is acquiring (no matter how much sunscreen I put on him), his love of dancing and hip hop/R & B music, I am afraid that I have an emerging ladies’ man on my hands. Luckily I have a few years to dream up wetting-the-bed-stories to tell the girls that come calling.
I think most would agree that Elijah is an exceptionally cute baby. However, his cuteness is particularly acute here in Honduras. I hope that his head remains big only in size, not in view of his personal esteem.
The other day Rey and I were walking downtown and at every corner a lady would call out: “what a doll!” (in Spanish, of course). “Que precioso! Que lindo!” “How good to be the mother of that baby!” Elijah basks in the attention and looks into the eyes of everyone we pass expecting it.
We were at the discount store and I looked to see what he was smiley and giggling at and a group of teenage girls were pointing and waving. He turned his head the other direction and began smiling and giggling once more. What caught his attention over there? Another cluster of teenage girls, “making eyes at him,” as they say in Honduras. He turned his head back and forth, back and forth, to flirt with each group of girls in turn until I eventually walked him away.
From all off the attention he’s receiving, I’ve noticed that Elijah has a type of admirer that he favors above them all: pretty girls. I see him following them with his eyes and turning his head as they walk away. At first I thought he was doing this in anticipation of complements on his cuteness, but I’ve noticed that even if the girl pays him no mind, he still stares at her…if she is young and beautiful.
With the slight tan Elijah is acquiring (no matter how much sunscreen I put on him), his love of dancing and hip hop/R & B music, I am afraid that I have an emerging ladies’ man on my hands. Luckily I have a few years to dream up wetting-the-bed-stories to tell the girls that come calling.
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Oh no! I hope that Helena's not getting too jealous hearing about all of this...
-Kelly Glenn
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