Thursday, January 17, 2013

Dada

No respect.

Rylee that is.

That girl.  A week ago she was saying words that resemble mom.  Not quite there but close enough.

"mmmmmmmmooommmmmm"

"maaa - maaa"

I consider it just babbling.  I don't think she quite new that she was saying my name.  But I thought... I'll be the good wife.  I don't want Steve to feel left out.  I'm with her all day.  Poor guy has to get some glory.  So for 2 days straight I was teaching her how to say Dada and Daddy.  Well she got it.  And she does it perfect!

Then I try and get her to say Mom again.

Nope.

She even taunts me.

I say, "Mama."

She said, "Dada."

I say, "Mama," again.

She looks, smiles and says, "Dada!"

So I say "MomMomMomMomMomMom"

"Dada!" with a smirk.

Then Steve comes home and I hear them playing and he said, "Mama."

She says, "Dada."

Not cool Rylee.  After I'll I've done for you.


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