A Few of My Firsts

Someone told my mom recently that this year of my life is great, because there are so many firsts. Well, I agree. As you'll see, I've had a few more firsts this last month than your typical three month old babe, like my first trans-Pacific flight, my first meeting with a monkey (on our walk in the Botanical Park this morning), my first sight of the ocean, and my first steamed rice & fish breakfast (a la mama). Of course, I'll never forget those special Spokane memories... my first meeting with my cousins Jackson, Aidan, & Finn (they're quite taken with me, by the way, aside from Aidan calling me "The Spit Man" for my spit up... what's a baby to do?); my first snow, and my first Christmas. Today was the first day I grabbed and shook a rattle (mom gave me a big hand for that one). And yes, my first day to write a blog!

Tomorrow will mark our first week here in Asia. We're almost recovered from my first (and not last) experience of jet lag, and mom is rejoicing since I've gone three nights in a row giving her her first 8 hours of sleep since I was born. :) --Abraham Frank