These past two and a half weeks have been all about getting to know one another. Though Alden has been generally uninterested in the whole process, she also hasn’t been unwelcoming or unwilling. Mostly she regards Kato as, say, a new loaf of bread, or a rock we have chosen to bring in from outside, that for some reason we keep reminding her to treat “gently” (which, apparently, means patting softly on the head while saying “gentle. GENTLE.“. She occasionally gives us status updates (“Baby CRYing,” and “Baby SLEEPing”) but since that’s pretty much all he does these days, she doesn’t have much to say about him.
The other day, she put on his little carrier (the infamous Snugli, which has been crucial not just on outings, but around the house – during Alden’s tenure as a wee thing, it was invaluable at book shows as well) and requested that she be allowed to carry him. Showing unusual restraint, Matthew suggested Alden hold Kato in the comfortable lounger instead.
This was the first time that she had been able to get a good look at her little brother. She noticed, for instance, that Kato has a head:
Just like she does!
He is human, after all! This was cause for celebration. A high five, perhaps?
Unfortunately, the little stinker left her hanging. The kid obviously has a lot to learn. We can be sure that Alden will be there, bossing him along every step of the way.









You are fortunate that Alden shows so little interest. The first day I brought baby Abigail home, my 2-yr-old Kristen tried to remove her head. Then she suggested that I flush the baby down the toilet. Kristen found the infant startle reflex fascinating, so she would shake the basinet in order to observe Abigail grasping at the air.