Laurel is definitely in the babbling stage. Her highness prefers an audience, but if one is not to be found, she is quite content to chat up her toys, the cats, the walls...you get the point. For about a month now she has been saying "Dada" (or some variation of it). A couple weeks ago she started with "Nana." Through all of this I've cheered and grinned and encouraged, patiently waiting for my own time in the spotlight.
And finally last night she walked up to the couch I was sitting on, looked up at me, and very clearly said, "Mom."
It was worth the wait.
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Monday, December 7, 2009
The Sweetest Word
Laurel is definitely in the babbling stage. Her highness prefers an audience, but if one is not to be found, she is quite content to chat up her toys, the cats, the walls...you get the point. For about a month now she has been saying "Dada" (or some variation of it). A couple weeks ago she started with "Nana." Through all of this I've cheered and grinned and encouraged, patiently waiting for my own time in the spotlight.
And finally last night she walked up to the couch I was sitting on, looked up at me, and very clearly said, "Mom."
It was worth the wait.
And finally last night she walked up to the couch I was sitting on, looked up at me, and very clearly said, "Mom."
It was worth the wait.
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Nothing like it is there.
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