A journalist observes life in the far north.
She is fascinated by any objects mom and dad use. She often looks at my hands to check out what I am carrying.
She has five words, hi, eat, baby, juice and poop, which is my favorite.
She must have her food served on a plate or in a bowl or she’ll howl.
Her home daycare is closing and Tuesday I’ll tour some big daycare centers. I’m not sure she’s ready. Or maybe I’m not ready.
It’s morning and Alec is snacking on Doritos while Jade sits in her high chair—cereal, banana and toast on the tray. Jade is mad because she wants Doritos too.