Shannon Phillips

Robin had his first playdate this week. This is Anastasia, and she is a charmer. She was born just a few days after Robin and she lives in our building. Her mom and I kept talking about getting the babies together, but one thing or another always came up. Anyway we finally made a date and stuck to it.

It was ‘Stasia’s first playdate as well as Robin’s, and I must say both babies were hilariously ill-mannered. Robin was very interested in ‘Stasia, an interest he expressed by trying to smack her and pull her hair. ‘Stasia was much more engaged by whatever Robin happened to be holding, and spent her time grabbing things out of his hands.

Then Robin crawled over to ‘Stasia’s mommy Ranesha and had some fun playing with her—right up until I picked up ‘Stasia and was cuddling with her. At that point Robin started protesting loudly. He can’t quite form the words, but the sentiment was clear: “HEY! That’s MY mommy! MOMMY! Quit talking to that other baby and look at ME!”

Little ruffians, both of them. You’d never know it from this angelic picture. They’re playing with our cellphones here—I’d like to think they’re trying to text each other, but the truth is they’re probably racing each other to hack into the defense grid. If our children set off the next global thermonuclear war, I’m sorry. We were just trying to socialize them a bit.