Scarlett has moved on from screaming. Thank God.
She used to scream whenever she saw Mac get something (food) and she didn’t. Now that she is walking—she has given up crawling completely—she will walk towards us, eyebrows arched, arms stretched forward and will start to utter urgent “Hey, hey, hey”‘s. They don’t exactly sound like Midwestern accented “Heys” but—again like her brother—has a Brooklyn gilt to the vowels so she sounds like a wise-guy calling out to the ladies passing by a construction site.
Quick Update On Mac: As I write this, he stands transfixed, watching Annie.