I think I have the only 18-month old around who is not totally enthralled with the TV when it's on. For the last half hour, I've been trying to get some work done on the computer, so I put the Jungle Book on for Bella. The entire time, she has been standing next to me, crying for me to pick her up. When I pick her up, she sits on my lap and watches the TV from across the room.
Apparently, Isabella is a very social creature who cannot bare to be alone on the other side of the room watching a dancing bear. As we speak, she is sitting on my lap attempting to pull my face down to look her in the eye and she is crying because I'm not doing it.
Don't get me wrong, I love playing with her. When she woke up from her nap, we played in her room. Most days, we go for walks and play chase all around the house. But God forbid that I try to get anything done that doesn't involve her while I am in her presence.
Yay for being 18 months old and thinking the entire world revolves around you.