Say hezbollah, wave goodbye

First words aren't all they're cracked up to be. On telly (and I'm thinking of a particular episode of Friends here) infants always move from gurgle-gurgle to a clearly enunciated 'Mum!' or 'Daddy!' (or some hi-lariously chosen other word) much to the astonishment and delight of whoever might be in attendance. A comedy double-take normally ensues. Dominic, however, has been gradually working up to variations of Mummummummum and Daddadadad for weeks now without any sign of knowing what they signify or adjustment according to whether it be me or Helen in the room. We were resigned to holding out for an earth-shatteringly impressive first sentence until on Sunday he reportedly blurted out 'Hezbollah' on his way to church with Helen. Perhaps I shouldn't have the bathtime radio tuned into Radio 4?

Apart from that, Dom's other 'big' development has been waving a lot. It started with him waving me back off to work after lunch, which was highly cute and has I confess made me late on more than one occasion. Then he'd wave when visitors left (they loved it too). Then he waved whenever you left the room. Now he waves whenever you catch his eye. *Wave* *Smile* *Bigsmile back* Great.

Also, one day they will erect statues.