Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
The First Word
I was reading a book to Unity on Friday night, and when I was telling her about the cow jumping over the moon, she did it. She said "cow." Or something that sounded remarkably close. So there you have it. I heard the word and the word was cow.
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Moo! I mean Wooo-hooo! Write it in the baby book. You'll want to remember that one!
3 comments:
Moo! I mean Wooo-hooo! Write it in the baby book. You'll want to remember that one!
an excellent choice for a first word, unity. nicely, done.
my sister's first word, we believe, was "piggy!". it came months before she spoke again.
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