My friend & I had our first children about the same time. Alison is 10 days older than our daughter. Our daughter was born at 4:10am. My husband stopped at their house on his way home from the hospital. He knew they’d be awake.
Our daughter (who as you know, shall be nameless) was a very early talker & very smart, but not a very early walker. Alison could run circles around her, (almost) literally. I could almost see Nameless’ brain working as she sat there looking at Alison & thinking: “So that’s how she does it. One foot, then the other foot. My goodness, look at how fast she goes! I bet I could do that!” When she had it all figured out, to prove her theory, she got up & walked!
Alison used to hum while eating in her high chair. If the food was so-so, like oatmeal, it was a soft, gentle hum. Fruit, which she loved, was cause for a symphony, with trumpets & cymbals going full blast!
We used to trade off babysitting each other’s kids once a week. They were both being toilet trained. I had set Alison down on the toilet & left the room to get something when I heard her scream. I rushed back in & saw her head, arms & lower legs sticking out of the toilet. Her torso—including her little butt—had disappeared! I asked her what in the world had happened & she yelled, “I FELL IN!!”
Not this far...
...more like this!
And while we're on the subject of potty training:
Alison grew into quite an athlete. She was a ranked tennis player in her teens. The first time she ever played golf, she went with her father. On the third or fourth hole she made a hole in one. She told him she didn’t like golf much—it was TOO easy!
On a completely different subject (of course): My two much loved daughters–in-law are not, one would say, fanatical about having a clean house. Other things are more important to them, as they should be. When one daughter-in-law was about to have her second baby, I flew out to Connecticut to help her. I was in their home with Matt & their first child while Linda was out shopping. I looked around & said to my son, “I’m glad that Linda is comfortable with me. Some daughters-in-law go crazy cleaning the house when their mother-in-law is coming. I’m happy she didn’t do that.” Matt laughed & said, “She DID!” I gave her a sign that still hangs in her kitchen after many years. It reads, “Martha Stewart doesn’t live here.” My other daughter-in-law’s sign (also from me) says, “Housework makes you ugly.” My daughter’s house is, of course, always clean (even though she’s pretty). A conundrum. We are not alike at all. Her sign is below. I gave her the sign to aggravate her—& it worked!
Your fine feathered friend----fishducky