Word: toddler
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...child." But now Cortez finds it much easier to concentrate on her job. Each weekday morning Kimberly, 2, rises at 6:30 and accompanies her mother as she drives to work at Wang Laboratories in Lowell, Mass. Near by, in a former grade school leased by Wang, the toddler spends the day learning, playing and napping with 215 other youngsters. Says her mother: "I feel very comforted. Kimberly already knows her ABCs, she sings songs and she's very sociable." Mother and daughter even meet every day at lunchtime...
Retton seemed fated for gymnastics since she was a toddler in Fairmont, W. Va. "I was one of those hyper kids, always jumping up and down on the couch and breaking things," she says. In self-defense her parents sent her off to an acrobatics class. At first, she went to the gym just once a week, but, she says, "I just got better and better, and so the people who ran the acrobatics class decided to start a gymnastics club so I could train to see if I could keep improving." By 14, she knew she could strike...
...course it always got worse, the two-and-a-half-year-old toddler scurried into the kitchen, demanding her breakfast. Cereal wouldn't do; no, she only wanted waffles with peanut butter on top. The baby couldn't talk back: she didn't even know how to say dada. The two-year-old responded with no's, now's, and why not's and as usual she had forgotten to put on her underwear...
...didn't make many friends that way, acting aloof and punchy when at work, and telling the toddler to be quiet when page 1yChildren came on. But all the same I made It through the first four weeks of the summer, lacking only a tan. Then the family packed up and went to France for a month trading houses with a Parisian family with three children. Before I met the family, I pictured myself juggling three little kids instead of two at once, and they wouldn't even know English...
...then that I started counting the days until I could move out. When the family finally returned, I was packed and ready to go to my grandmother's. I told them about the burglar alarm fiasco, and they chuckled when I told them to fire their housekeeper. The toddler immediately recognized me and wanted to go outside and swing, but the now eight-month-old baby had changed so much that I didn't recognize her and she didn't recognize me. When I tried to hold her, she screamed and grabbed for her mother. Some thanks, I thought...