I was going to write an entry about how Cohen has started walking and the freedom that comes with it, but as a parent I am trying not to focus too much on the developmental firsts, such as crawling, walking and talking, that society has labeled “important.” I am a very competitive person, and not comparing Cohen to the “Johnson’s” has been hard for me at times. I don’t want these so-called childhood stepping-stones to overshadow the quiet moments of Cohen’s life, the fragile, fleeting glimpses that hide like fireflies in the morning. I have to constantly remind myself, that just as my shutter closes quickly, they too, escape quickly into the glass jar of the past. Everyone will see him walk, talk and come into his own, but only dad will see him naked, draped in window light, gently playing, thinking and dreaming.
