December 4, 2015
One four-letter word brings a household to tears. Today, as though you had been doing this for ages, you blithely lifted your arms to be picked up and said "Mama?" After months of Dada this and Dada that (meaning both Mama and Dada), and all of us intently saying Mama to you in hopes that you would repeat the word back to us, you chose the moment I walked in the door to toss off this verbal feat with the innocence of babes. Oh wait. You ARE a babe. An "I'll do it when I'm good and ready" babe.