Thursday, February 10, 2011
Well, today it happened.
I was loaded up with laundry, about to walk out the door while Charles watched the baby.
She looked at me, looked at him, got a bit panicked and said "Mama!"
Charles said later that I looked like I was about to drop everything and go to her. He is right, I almost did. But instead I said, "be right back!"
I must admit that I loaded the laundry at top speed, trying to get back to my little talker. She said it again later, holding on tight to me while we walked down the hallway, patting my chest saying "ma-ma, ma-ma, ma-ma"
Also of note today, she was standing by the bookcase, I told her to pick the bedtime book she wanted to read, she picked up "We're Going on a Bear Hunt" bobbed up and down like she does while we're reading it and said "Bea..."
Who knew that 9-almost-10 month olds understood so much? Remembered so much? Had such complex emotions?
Not this Mama.