"Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama. Mama."
My daughter has decided on an actual, first word. Close to a year after she started uttering her first, random words, she finally decided on one that she actually puts meaning into. And it's "mama". Probably not surprisingly. This happened just before Christmas.
A few days later she added another word. "Ama". For granny, you see. Not surprising, I guess, given it's practically the same word. And her grandmother did stay over Christmas.
Then she started calling her grandmother by her first name. And then her mother. And now there is a constant stream of seemingly random words streaming out of her, day and night. But with apparent thought attached to them. This morning, she pointed at her beach ball and called it a balloon.
Now I know that this is all hard enough for her. And its all great. Really. But when will she start calling for her dad?