The year is 1934. My uncle is born. Say hello to Kenneth Dale Dimmick.
My grandmother, Lauretta, started Kenneth’s baby book. Last week my cousin and I went on a walk down memory lane, even if they weren’t our memories. Neither of us were even a distant thought in 1934.
My uncle’s baby book is a delight to behold, a window into the 1930s.
It also provides a window into infant development, as reckoned in the period. To wit: see the following helpful hints on bringing up baby:
Shockingly, at least to 21st century mores, is the “helpful hint” about mid-way down the page above. “Never play with baby till over six months–then seldom. Excitement harms.” OMG! Child abuse and neglect.
According to his baby book, Kenneth’s first word was “dadda,” which is interesting to me because it was also my son’s first word. I suspect it is the first word most babies in America form first–not from father love, but because it is easy to form. My son started with “dah” and repeated it, apropos of nothing. In other words, he said this word even when his father was no where near him.
Apparently Kenneth’s good friend was Mary Lou. My Grandmother wrote “a pair of 4 yr. olds” next to their picture, and no other child made it into Kenneth’s book.
I loved browsing through this relic.