3V0297.01 Pointing at Bob: 11/15/78
Yesterday morning I was sitting on the end of the bed with Peggy on my lap. Bob was in his chair, behind and to my right. All three of us faced in the same direction. Peggy was babbling away and when she said /dae/dae/dae/, I asked her “Where’s Daddy? Where’s Daddy ?” Peggy immediately turned to her right, looking over our shoulders, and indicated Bob with an impure point.