Zackypoo's point of view...

I'm laying on the top bunk of the bed, watching The Price is Right and doodling on a notebook cover when Tay and Lucy come in. Tay doesn't notice me right away and, neither does Lucy, and they start to majorly kiss. Besides being slightly grossed out, which I suppose is a leftover preteen feeling, but, anyway, I also slightly get a flash of "Ugh I hate my brother for doing stuff like that so easily" I sort of clear my throat, and turn up the volume. They seperate, and Lucy mutters something about no privacy being available. I roll my eyes, I mean, we live on two and a half acres of land, and these two clowns figure there is nowhere out there to shmooze? Tay shoots me a look that tells me that he wants me out of the room, but hey, he can shove it with Walnuts because I'm comfortable. I've been stuck in the house while he went out for a milkshake and all that crud, and my sucky day at least justify's me for an hour of time in our room by myself. Lucy says she's gotta go home for dinner, and Tay pats her butt as she leaves. "Zac..." He starts, "Sometimes I want some privacy in this room, and with three of us in here it isn't all that easy... do you think maybe you could take a hint next time?" I'm sure my mouth drops open for a milisecond, and I contemplate my next move carefully. Instead of starting a fight, I simply decide to turn the TV up and ignore him. He utters a.choice word at me, and then leaves the room. Oh well, he gets awful moody sometimes. I turn the tv back down, and continue my doodling, and I then notice that Zoe is crying. She had been asleep, and my dorky brother Tay is probably just going to ignore her. Mom and dad have gone out for dinner, dancing and probably a late show at the theatre. Mackie and Avie went over to our aunts house, and Jessie is in the basement playing with her friend Kyle. I don't know exactly where Ike went, but, thats not important. Right now, I've gotta get the baby.I hurt my left foot on the bar while I climb off the bunk, and then I crash into the wall as I hurrry up. I reach Zoe's room and pick her up. She's wet, oh yay. Changing time. Its not a big deal anymore I guess, we all do our share except Mackie. I finish up with the diaper, and Ike walks in. I pass him the baby and deposit the trash in the can, and then I take her from him. He goes straight into the kitchen humming "I go blind" By Hootie and the Blowfish". I go back into the bedroom, with Zoe, and I lay her on the bottom bunk beside me, and start to sing softly to her. I decide that she doesn't really need a sleeper because its pretty warm, and she prefers being as naked as she can be, so I just have her wearing a diaper, but I have her clothes with me. She's got a little plastic ring of keys that she's chewing on, and she just lays there with it, fascinated. Her little eyes are taking everything in. I suddenly think about the way she is with me. She doesn't really stop crying for anyone except me, and mom. She's really staring at me, which is cool. She's just so innocent. I guess it is a shame that I don't get to spend a lot of time with her, because this is an awesome moment.Her legs kick, and she rolls over on to her stomach, ditches the keys, and sorta squirms to the edge of the bed. I grab her, and she laughs. I lay on my back, with her on my stomach, and I start to sing about a lamb and a man, and a tiny shepard boy. She is listening to me. I can tell, but she's also beating my chest with the keys, and flailing her feet.I'm so interested in her, I don't even hear mom and dad come home. But when I look up,mom is standing at the door watching us. She has this real proud look on her face, and she picks Zoe up. I hand her the white terrycloth sleeper with the blue stars and pink moons on it,and I turn on the T.V. Another touching Hanson sibling moment over.

I wake up the next morning at the same time as Ike and Tay, because our parents are playing the Forrest Gump soundtrack in the livingroom really loud, and Jessie is fighting with Avie in the hall outside our bedroom. "What time is it?" Taylor groans. I spring out of my bed and roll it under Tay's. "It is exactly 12:09 in the p.m" I say, and throw on a clean pair of shorts. I leave the bedroom as Tay mumbles something to the affects of "Why are you always so happy?" and Ike turns around and puts his pillow over his head. I enter the livingroom to see dad and mom out the window with Mackie and Zoe on the back deck. Mackie is dancing to the music, Mom is feeding Zoe, and dad is just sitting there, drinking coffee. Jessie pushes past me, and Avie chases her outside, while Tay emerges from the bedroom, streching luxuriously, and following me out to join the rest of the family beside's Ike. We say good morning, and Tay steals my seat, so I go in the kitchen and get a wildberry pop-tart, and then I flop down on the couch with a book.

Ike's smell wofts down the hall. He must be drowning in CKbe. He briefly told us that he had a date tonight, so, I'm sort of curious as to who my big brother is fancying. In about five minutes, the walking smell takes the car keys and takes off. Tay is over at Lucy's place, and I'm going with everyone else for dinner and a movie. In fact, Tay should be back soon, and my friend Maui, should be over soon. Mom said that since Taylor was allowed to bring Lucy, I was allowed to bring somebody of my choice, and I picked Maui. She's a little shorter then me, she's got long black hair and blue eyes, and she was concieved in Maui.I don't know how long its been this way, but Maui has just always been around. We met in a playgroup before we moved over to South America, and when we came back, we started to play again. Everyone is leery about me having a friend who's a girl, except mom and dad, who, if you haven't noticed, don't tend to care what gender our friends are, so long as they're good to us. Tay and Lucy walk in, and sit on the large couch in front of the window. Mom is putting Mackie's shoes on when Maui wanders in. "Hey Zac." She says and stands by the door. Her blue eyes send me a liitle crazy, and I can tell that I'm turning into a real teen Hanson lad.