Cali & the Seal



Online Journal of the early years of Lydia Kent and William Joseph Welch.
Well,I had my first official outing with the fishes, and it was something to see. This guy in here fed about 250 fish & a dozen sharks at once (including this thing called a wolf eel...pretty ugly). I got to see rays, and sea-otters getting fed, and there was even a live juvinile white shark on display in this giant million-gallon tank. That's a 'great white' for all you JAWS fans and Discovery Channel addicts. Oddly enough, while I found all this marinelife utterly fascinating, my Dad just walked around for 2 days with an expressionless face that drooled here and there. No sweat off my back though, I got in for free!
Well, after a long hiatus, Daddy is back in town. Apparently he was far away in some place called' the Middle East', and even more suprising is the fact that the desert is even further away from here than North Carolina. Anyway, I'm so glad to see him because now I can begin to crawl, talk, and grow some hair (all of which I held off on doing until he got back to enjoy). I did figure out how to say 'MaMaMa" & 'dadada', but I'm most fond of the word 'babababa'. Mommy isn't convinced I really know what these words mean yet, but she doesn't know that I can type either.