Dada

Jacob has been saying “dada” for three days now. But no one cares.

Ron is called “papa” here and dada doesn’t mean anything to anyone and despite our plan that he be bilingual, doesn’t count since no one feels ‘named’ by it! So he’ll have to settle for being an early-Surrealist or something. He is also now crawling backwards, sucking on his big-toe and would sell his mother to be allowed to go on standing-up all day!