A few of vignettes that I’d like to remember from the last month or so. --- On Martin Luther King day, my daughter decided (unprompted) to tell us why this day is celebrated. She tells us that in the past there was segregation between white and black people. She also mentioned Rosa Parks, and since we’re relatively new to the US, we had not heard of her. As this was the first time I heard my daughter bring up race, I asked her, “so, what are you?” (implying, ‘what is our race?’). She says, “I am..” and proceeds to tell us her name. As me and my wife are laughing at the innocent answer, she asks, “What was I supposed to say?”. All I could say was, “That was the perfect answer. I expected nothing less from you.” --- I heard my daughter whistle for the first time recently. I asked her, “so you can whistle now?”. She says nonchalantly, “yes, its easier for me now since I don’t have my front two teeth”. --- Sometimes she’ll use a new word or phrase in her vocabulary, and it often impresses...
A blog about the realisations that I've had as a parent of a beautiful baby girl.