Oh how the tables have turned

Ever since “M” could speak, she talked a mile a minute with great vocabulary. However, a whiny voice would break through with a  “MAMAAAAA.” Though I love her with all my heart and would do anything for her the 787th time in a row  was a little much for me on most days.

My husband use to laugh at me because she always wanted me to do everything, get everything, be everything! Guess what, and I say this with an evil Grinch-like grin, it’s his turn now.

Oh how I love to hear,”DAAAADAAA” followed by a “DAAADDDDYYY” then a “DAD!” with a curled brow from the tiny thing that looks creepily like Cindy Lou Who.

Man I’m going to enjoy this stage right in time for potty training! Tee-hee! Thanks “M”!