Follow the Leader

Edward follows Elizabeth all around their playroom: whatever she's doing looks good to him. (We speculate that this is how we got twins: "Hey, you're going down the fallopian tube now? Me too!") This drives Elizabeth crazy. She crabs and cries at him, and looks at us in appeal. She's oppressed; he's oblivious, unaffected, unrelenting. She keeps moving away; he keeps joining her.