The age of cute uselessness is over. In its place, a grand, magnificent, person's personality has arisen. Before now, the way I would describe Charlie could be applied to any living creature with a reasonable amount of cells. Now, he is indeed a human being not just in form but in action.
This week, the first communication not related to a need. No, these squeaks coming from his little cords and the spark in his eyes had nothing to do with hunger or discomfort. The child just wanted to give his first shout out.
I wish like hell he could remember these moments in later years, to recall what he was trying to say, to translate in adult words his young wishes, his first claim to his own humanity.
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