A baby is the ultimate polyglot. They know their parents by smell. They have different cries for different needs. By 8 weeks they smile when a familiar face comes into view. At daycare, we teach 8-12 month old children the signs for “please,” “thank you” and “more.” “Baby” is one of the first actual words these babies can say. Maybe in recognition of kinship or acknowledgment of likeness? I don’t know, but I do know, to interact with a child is really one word, hope.
This is a poem I wrote in 2021:
Aggregate
The sidewalk at the park
with bits of shell and quartz
A toddler
Look, Daddy! Look at all the pretty colors!
Sand and slag tumbled together
A giant cake mix
poured into 5 foot by 5 foot squares
When it dries, mica turns to pixie dust
Aggregate for another spring day
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