She reaches her chubby arms up to me in the morning...
"Ma Ma!"
She smiles her coy little smile at her daddy upon his return from work...
"Da Da Da Da!"
Her big blue eyes grow bigger at the sight of frozen blueberries...
"Mo!"
She peeks out from behind her burp cloth with a proud grin...
"Boo!"
Sigh. Heart melting.
My 10-month old baby girl is starting to talk. That would be a wonderful thing in and of itself...
Having my third baby talking already after my first two children both had significant speech delays? Well... that's also a bit of a relief for me.
Sweet, sweet first words... whenever they happen to come.
This post is linked to Finer Things Friday.
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