A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME

Walking by my brother Jordan’s bedroom today,  I hear my little sister Julie exclaim "Joseph still doesn’t like eggs!" and then uproarious laughter from the both of them.  What the crap?  I walk in, demanding an answer to this confusing mockery.  She shows me a "Baby’s First Seven Years" book that my parents kept of me.  Besides room for banal preferences like the above, it also contains gross memorabilia like my baby hair and one of the most predictive early utterances I’ve ever heard.  If you could look inside my brain now, and catalogue the single most uttered sentence to my inner self, this would have to be it. 

Baby’s First Sentence: "I Hate That."

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