Now bursting with babies in every bite!
So everyone here either has a baby, is having a baby, or had a baby that refuses to grow up. Peter took note of this last exception while was in town. Clearly, everyone here loves babies and even the babies here love the babier babies. Admittingly, being a baby in Mexico is the best place to be...we all worship them and give them whatever they want. I've never seen so many people eating candies and ice creams as I have here.
Anyway, the baby problem...
Case in point: Two children 2 and 4 are eating with their family beside us at ( -- Undisclosed Restaurant that Peter Stevens pressured me into eating at, but where I proceeded to guiltily have a good time...not Ponchos, but close). One of the men at this particular baby table is obese and toad-like with dark framed glasses and he talks by placing his fingers over a tube in his throat (this has nothing to do with the story).
Both kids are sitting in high chairs, but clearly the 4 year old has squeezed himself into his even though he is way too big for it. The two year old wants in and out of his highchair, and I happen to notice that he is wearing a green fuzzy jumpsuit that is too little for him. He is falling into baby tantrums with every passing whim. The four year old tries to follow suit, but it just comes out forced. He cannot admit the baby phase is over and he's lost his touch. The two year old wails louder in his triumph, and the big kid hangs his head to reflect upon the technique.
I can't think of a time I've seen such a thing in the states. No one has every been anxious to remain a baby, but rather in a race to grow up. Strange....