I never suspected I would be one of those parents that asks their infant to say hi to the other person on the line. But when it's Kate calling from work, it's hard not to offer them a chance to say hello to each other.

The phone usually begins by Charlotte's ears and mouth, but slides down after a moment towards her chest, where it is then cradled and the edge is gummed. They both then make slightly surprised noises "Ohh...oh? ohhh...awhoah" I suspect they're talking about me.

Although she will not receive a cell phone until the age of 40, she has already asked for her own phone line -- apparently wanting to stay in constant communication with sock monkey and glow worm to find out what happens downstairs after she goes down for the night in her crib. Perhaps, if she sells enough magazines this year at day care, she can get the clear plastic phone that lights up when somebody calls.