A few years ago, I had the unusual privilege of watching my new granddaughter daily for about two months. My daughter and I were working on a project together, and she and her baby were at our house every day.
Watching the baby grow and make new progress in many areas has been fascinating for me. One of the most interesting phases has been the progress in recognition of specific people’s faces. Over the past two months she has gone from looking at anyone in approximately the same way, to knowing exactly who she is looking at. She has a special fascination for her mother and father and another specific recognition (if not quite so passionate) for her aunt and for her grandparents. She also knows if she is looking at a stranger — someone she has not seen before. You can tell this by her expressions.
On Valentine’s Day that year I also received a card from my youngest daughter that still sits on my desk. It says: “I think my life began