I have been deeply absorbed in family video recently! For my birthday, CD and Pook gave me equipment and a "coupon" to transfer all our old mini DV tapes onto the computer. One hour-long tape at a time, six years of video. Randomly, the first tape transferred was the most recently recorded. Bug was three, Pook six. This means Bug will gradually get younger, until he disappears like an ice cube held in a warm hand.
We're enchanted. The boys laugh, barely recognizing
themselves, hearing their little boy voices. Bug refers to himself as "he" instead of "me."
Bug is usually in dress-up clothes in these videos. In one of the first we watch, he's asked me to interview him (with my 2lb weight as a microphone) about his "Aklympic" experience. He "mostly does fencing. And hurdles." He used to do swimming. And gymnastics. When he got too old for being an athlete he coached. Now he talks about the sports (he's dressed in a suit to be a commentator) but then he'll be a minister before he's a president. I keep a mostly straight face during the interview. He's adorable.
He wasn't always adorable. I filmed
a couple tantrums of Bug's. I reassure him that we don't have to watch
them; they were filmed so I could appreciate how much better he became.
They're tough to watch even for me. I may not ask him, but I'd kind of like him to see at least one.
In many of the videos, Bug is doing something loud and silly. Pook shows up and pushes into the scene for some attention too. Either Pook tries to outdo his baby brother or Bug begins to copy Pook. Soon, they're both wild and silly. The Pook videos will be quieter. All the attention from both parents, but a quieter, calmer kid too.
I'm addicted and can't leave the computer. I'll be back in six years.