Friday, November 07, 2003

She’ll be Touring by 5

We were giving Daisy a bath when Bad Moon Rising came on the cd player.  She lit up.  “Who is this, Daisy?” Dave asked.  “The Beatles!” she gleefully exclaimed, splashing her hands into the tepid soapy water.  “No, listen!” Dave urged.  She blinked and said loudly and more seriously, “Creedence.” “She doesn’t know,” Dave told me. “She’s got about four that she knows and she just goes through them.” Then some Pearl Jam, I think, came on… I don’t know what we were listening to… but several minutes later more Creedence came on (and Dave will surely catch me in every factual inaccuracy here), but whatever it was, this little 20-month-old girl brightens up and tells us “Creedence!” again.  Meantime she’s quoting back pages of childrens’ books that she’s memorized to me, which is a bit disconcerting and surreal sometimes; those books can have some twisted imagery and she really comes out of left field with it.  Well, anyway, now at least I’m convinced she knows her Creedence.  That’s got to be a good sign.