Attention

Much has been said of the Millennium Generation's attention span, or lack thereof. Is it the TV? The gaming? Something in the water?

Clearly something that we will have to keep an eye out for with this little one. Here she is unable to hold her thought (to get some help removing her pajamas) long enough even to get a second leg out of her PJ's before she spots a shaker and runs off to the tune (self supplied) of My Little Donkey.

Attention

K-Bao has taken residence at her maternal grandparents' home in western NJ these past few days, glowing under the never-ending adoration, effusive praise and tender loving care provided by K-Mum's folks and sister.

Her own parents seem like stoic meanies by comparison, and K-bao from day one was reaching for her grandparents or Little Aunt. The kid's no fool. She knew where the love was. Why sit quietly on the floor, as ordered by K-Pop, when there is always another pair of arms waiting in line to hold you and rub your pampered, chubby little feet?

Yesterday, for example, the K-GPs threw the little princess a party and invited all of their friends. The elder generation crowded around and fussed over her like she was royalty, with Aunty after Aunty clamoring to hold her so they could sing her praises individually. K-Pop and K-Mum were quickly elbowed aside and stood rather pathetically on the fringes of the crowd while K-bao, beaming like a rockstar, was passed around like a gem for everyone to see close up and opine on.

"Her eyes are like little saucers!" "Just feel that hair!" "She looks like a barbie doll!" "Her hair is curly - she must have a forceful personality!" (What?!) "What a cherubic little mouth!"

It is going to be tough going back home, little one.

UPDATE (1 year later): That bit about the forceful personality cannot be more true. K-Pop will be extra mindful of all curly heads here on out.