Like Father, Like Daughter

This morning, Zoe said "mama" for the first time. She hasn't put the word together with me yet, but I hope that isn't too far behind. And I liked the outfit her dad put on her, so I had to document it. I think of these as Zoe's "Picasso pants."



(I have a book of photographs by David Douglas Duncan. He took a series of unposed pictures of Picasso while he was working and there are several where Picasso is wearing a pair of crazy striped pants. A ton of other photos from the book are online, but sadly I couldn't find a good one of the pants. This is the only one I found and you get just a glimpse of the stripes.)

Zoe's personity is revealing itself so much more these days. Here's a video from last night in which she giggles at my lame noises.She's so easily amused!

When I do the daycare drop off/pick up, I've noticed that a lot of people say hi to Zoe. Teachers in other classrooms, other kids, people I've never met before. Today as I was talking to Zoe's main teacher (her daycare pairs each infant with a specific teacher to promote bonding), another woman leaned in and said, "Hi, Zoe!" as so often happens. Zoe's response, as is typical, was to smile and giggle. Her teacher said, "Zoe's very popular. Everyone comes in to say hi to her." She also said that Zoe is curious about everyone and will stare and stare at anyone who walks in. I find her meeting all these people impressive, considering she doesn't talk or walk yet! Then I was talking with the daycare director about something before we left and she also said, "Zoe is very social. She engages with all of us."

This cracks me up because she's just like her father. All the daycare ladies love Nate, as do all the women who work in his building. Nate is about to volunteer to be the block captain of our neighborhood watch, which means he will have to talk with and organize all the people on our block. I'm sensing a trend here ...

I find it amusing that my husband and daughter are so outgoing when I'm so ... not. I guess they're going to make me get out into the world and socialize, even if it doesn't come to me naturally.