Doesn’t seem possible that twenty-two years have passed since the Bookie made his first appearance with a red-faced squall. It was at 6:08 pm: “I’m here, I’m hungry, and the rest of you need to hop to!” Has anything changed?
On a recent trip to NYC, Daniel’s friends were discussing their first words. Here are his:
At ten months he graced us with “one” and “hat”. I kept a baby journal for him and at the ten-month mark I wrote:
“You love: your yellow blanket, your left thumb, Mom, Dad, Taylor, Avis the cat, stairs, balls, cupboard doors, and Mickey Mouse”. Apparently in that order!
Then he put language on the back burner for a few months while he conquered the business of walking, taking his first steps at eleven and a half months. (Who needs to rush the walking when you get carried everywhere like a little prince?)
When he was fourteen months old, he said “uh-oh” and “ball” , “boat”, “bye bye” (ba ba), and “mama”, and then at sixteen months, “da-da”, “moon”, “mine” (shrieking loudly when he said it) , and “bug”.
By eighteen months he had added several more words, most notably “Go!”, after which he would run as fast as his diaper would allow and his famous “Alllllll nonnnnn!” for “all done” He would lean close and whisper “tahhhh” for star -I guess that even at that young age he was considering the complexity of the cosmos.
Just like his big brother, he recognized his first letter, “o” at eighteen months. He said “bop” for ball, and his first phrase was “Bee ow!” He was a smart kid! At twenty-two months he said “waffle”. You can see where the priorities were…
It’s so fun to look back on all the years and the joy that Daniel has brought to our lives. Happy Birthday to our Sweet Bookie! We love you!