I really like my fingers and my
blanket, and my good singing voice.
I am especially sad when my daddy
moved to the mainland in March,
Well don't I look sad? Ok, I don't
understand it all yet.
I am 6 months now and ready to put
every thing within reach in my mouth including my feet. Auntie Nan goes
to play cards: I now have 3 more grandma's and a playmate, Tasha.
I like you giving me my bottle
but just who are you?
Am I in intense contemplation,
or am I just curious who you are too?
You are so funny. You make me laugh.
I am happiest with something in
my mouth though.
And I will chatter away through
it.
Written April 2001