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To: Rambi who wrote (25857)	11/7/1998 6:42:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Respond to of 108807

Penni, thanks for the lovely and nutritious note. I agree with the observation that our kids are pretty much who they are right out of the gate. Helen is turning out to be a sweet-natured and quite bright child. She's almost walking (but she's been almost walking for four weeks now). She'll stand for over a minute if she has something in her hands to cut teeth on. I can only hope that the second (safety comes off in two months) will be a sweetie also. The mothers' group has a cross section of young temperaments - from sugarpuff to fuss monster. A friend had a pair of fuss monsters. The four-year-old is still quite the handful - but the six-year-old has recently transformed into a really nice little person. So - even if we get some kinda cosmic payback - I'll treat it as a temporary trial and not a permanent problem. Helen is exercising more will these days. She wants in on the act of grabbing the cereal - even though it gets messy when she does. Somehow getting none of it into her mouth doesn't seem to be a problem! When I hold her she is as likely to slap me a good one on the eye as nestle her fuzzy noggin into my cheek. And she does either with this sparkly look of great good humor. But she is responding to words more&more. She understands "No", or rather "nonohelen". I read her out of a big gorgeous volume of Beatrix Potter. With my voice the partial victim of a virus, I sound to my ears like Bill Clinton. I wink broadly at the Spouse and declare something politico-erotic in my best crackly Billy voice. Spouse laughs, and the Helenator laughs in response to parental mirth. Good days.