Pinktooth Technology

My beautiful daughter now has her own beautiful new daughter making me the G-dad. She’s now just four months old and as pretty as you can imagine. Ok, I’m biased, but at six weeks she won the cute baby of the week contest at “the bump.com”, so that’s an independent credential. She was born with the longest, most elegant fingers a baby could have and hospital staff were unanimously predicting a career as a pianist. Sadly, that may not be a possibility. She flunked her first day hearing test and then two more after that. She’s got a hearing deficit that we are warned may be more likely to get worse than better. So the present treatment plan is to teach her to speak as quickly as possible, a race against the clock. The good news is she already likes to talk although for now she has to rely on her own baby language. She goes to school now twice a week and the sessions are grueling because she sleeps the rest of the afternoon, and at only four months she’s got her Mom and Dad doing school fundraisers selling chocolate bars. She got fitted for her little hearing aids which her Mom calls “Baby Bluetooth” even though they are, of course, pink. She puts up with them very bravely even though they can be uncomfortable and can give a wicked jolt of feedback now and then. Last week I got to visit all day. To prep her to nap I sang her one of my wife’s favorite songs and one that nobody but nobody can sing badly, “O Danny Boy”. At the end she said something in baby speak, and went right to sleep.