You are like a little parrot now. You try to say almost everything that we say. Tonight you said "sissy's baba" and I was so happy. I feel like you were just taking your time and are now talking because you are ready. I bet in the years to come you will be a chatter box like your mama. In the meantime, I will cherish every little word like sound that comes from your mouth. On another note, I made the yummiest cream of crab soup tonight and you had two bites and then refused to eat any more. What is going on with you and meat?? I am not raising a vegetarian!
Hugs baby girl
--Mama
I was trying to get a pic of us together. You didn't want to cooperate.
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