Now she not only can say "Mama", but also "No"--as in "Noooo! Mama! Mama!" when I have the temerity to pick her up when she wants her mother. Which is usually.
Sometimes she'll take to pushing me away, as if I didn't quite understand. "No! No! No! Mama!"
Mama's a rock star. Daddy rates somewhere just above a disposable diaper. You know, useful, but nothing to get too excited about.
Other times she's all kisses and giggles and hugs. But she may just be trying to make sure her options on ponies are safe, I'm not sure.
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