Ten months old! 12/13/21

Dec. 13, 1921

Ten months old!

Gracious, how time flies!  Seems only a few weeks ago since I first set eyes upon this world.  I’ve heard some one say that time is measured by sensations: and goodness knows I’ve had enough of them!  There are so many interesting things to see.  I keep my eyes and ears stretched to the utmost all the while.

And I’m getting to be such a big boy.  22 1/4 lbs

Rockin’ the high chair 12/7/21

Dec. 7, 1921

Mrs. Chew’s cousin, Mrs. Cowl, sent her car over for Mrs. McDonald (Mrs. Chew’s mother) to use as she saw fit.  So she took Mother and me for a long ride down to Coney Island and back along the Shore Drive.  It was fine.

My doting parents are afraid to leave me alone in my high chair these days, for I have found out that I can rock it back and forth, if I exert all my strength.  It’s great fun, and I have no littlest intention of upsetting!

First real party! 12/5/21

Dec. 5, 1921

My first real party!

The teachers in the Girls’ High School gave a Salmagundi Party and Mother took me over.  She and Father thought it a good time to call and express my appreciation of the interest they have shown in me!  At the very first I was a bit frightened by their numbers and the noise they made, especially when they came rushing up to greet us: but after a bit I got used to it, and I realized that they were all good friends: and then I smiled at them and clapped my hands and had a regular good time, [Clapping my hands, by the way, is an accomplishment I have only just learned.  I think it a pleasant trick.]  Father held me in his arms all the time but about fifteen minutes, when Mr. Hold carried me while Father had tea.  —It was a great reception I had.  If I hear so many nice things said about myself when I am twenty years older, I shall be in great luck!

Visitors 12/1/21

Dec. 1, 1921

Mother and I called on Miss Jennie Jenness.  Miss Jenness’ sister, Mrs. Brickenmeyer, and her little daughter, Jane, were there too, and they gave me the baby plate that little Jane used to have [it is perfectly good] and a cup they had bought to match the plate.  They are lovely, and I’ll be so happy when I am allowed to sit at table with Father and Mother and use my plate and cup.

Tiki 11/30/21

Nov. 30, 1921

From far off New Zealand there came to me a “Tiki,” a Maori charm for good luck.  Mr. George Carter. a New Zealand soldier whom my parents entertained one day as he was on his way to the front, sent it to me by his friend, Eric Nicol.  The charm is of translucent green stone (they call it jade), shaped like an idol.   It’s a wonderful gift, and I’m so glad to have it.  Mr. Nicol brought it to my Aunt Nora, but I hope to see him soon and tell him how good he was.

This was the first fine day since last Friday, so I was out on the roof in the morning and in my carriage in the afternoon:—4 hours altogether.

First Thanksgiving 11/24/21

Nov. 24, 1921

My First Thanksgiving Day

We all went over to Grandmother’s for dinner.  It rained: so Father had to carry me in his arms under his umbrella:—and I particularly enjoyed the trip, both because I was carried and because of the rain, a novelty to me.  My own dinner was taken along with us: and though I begged hard for a turkey bone and a bite of mince pie, my had-hearted parents wouldn’t let me have either: and as a matter of fact, I had to go without my prunes!  Still, it was a nice party.  Mother and Aunt Sara and Father sang after dinner, and I was allowed to sit up late!  Didn’t get to bed till after seven—and slept like a top.