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After being away for six weeks in Bridgeport coming home to Angie with Logan was a joyous occasion. The couple cocooned in their home for the first month as they adjusted to family life with an infant and six-year-old. Naturally their friends wanted to barge in to see the baby but were held off. The request to respect their wishes without exception came as a shock to everyone especially Alice for whom intrusiveness in the most intimate aspects of their lives had become the norm, but Bette and Tina held their stance.
Boundaries and protecting their privacy was one of the things the couple had discussed at length during their stay in Bridgeport. Bette and Tina took full responsibility for listening to unsolicited advice and allowing interference from well-meaning family and friends but in retrospect could see how detrimental it was to the health of their relationship. Now that they were home, they had every intention of putting themselves and the needs of their family first and foremost, even if feelings got hurt.
Angie was beside herself with excitement. She couldn’t get enough of her little brother which Bette and Tina encouraged but her enthusiasm had to be tempered. They taught Angie that Logan wasn’t like one of her dolls. She had to be super careful to love and care for her baby brother safely. They had rules about feeding and picking him up which she was not allowed to do unless strictly supervised by one of their parents.
As Logan grew older, they gave Angie a bit more leeway especially at playtime. Her favorite pastime was laying together on Logan’s playmat. Him on his back, she on her tummy with her elbows bent and her head resting on her palms looking down at him and making faces or talking to him. They were adorable together. Logan soon recognized and started reaching out for his sister and smiling when he saw her.
As his personality formed, they noticed he was most energetic and playful during the day. He also had a mischievous streak which they discovered when he first pulled Angie’s hair and she squealed ouch. He laughed then reached for her neck to pull her into a cuddle, but the minute her braid was within reach he grabbed it again. It became a game that had them both laughing hysterically especially when Angie would exaggerate her squeals or blow on his tummy.