When I was born, my parents were asked if they would allow me to participate in University of Washington research projects. Still in the euphoric state caused by my arrival, they immediately agreed. Over the years, we’ve gotten only a few calls to participate. One such recent call was for a cranial facial normative study being conducted through Children’s Hospital. Mommy and I headed over on Friday morning. On arrival, I was presented with a stocking cap and various points on my face were marked with dots. Then, they took several photographs of my head, which were used to produce a very cool 3D image of my head. Next, they asked me to spit what seemed like a gallon of saliva into two vials. Despite the fact that all week I’d been showing off the saliva bubbles I’m capable of creating by spitting them into my hand and displaying them for my parents, when the pressure was on, I found it hard to produce. The lab technician resorted to putting sugar on my tongue to produce saliva. This helped but it still took me at least a 1/2 hour to reach the goal. Boy was I thirsty after that!
When I first started posting, I was a highly intelligent and exceptionally cute infant and the milestones were coming fast and furious.. These days, I'm a precocious nearly 5-year-old and my babybook blog has been retired to serve as a window to my early years..