Happy Birthday, Rosheen Moira O'Rourke. At one years old she has a vocabulary of about two dozen recognizable words and a whole bunch of nonsense language we try to interpret from her facial expressions. Also an accent from God knows where. It's Meemum and Dah, WoWo for me. Fee-fee for coffee (which apparently we talk about often.) In her morning highchair it's fee-fee, fee-fee until we all turn human and raise our cups. Then it's toe-toe for toast. She especially loves Dah. Long conversations with him where she keeps patting his hand. My son has turned to marshmallow. Me too. Boys 12, Girls 1.