Words

Addison has always been one to make noise. When she was three weeks old Karl and I moved her from her bassinet beside our bed to her bedroom across the hall. Her constant array of grunts and squeaks kept us awake between middle of the night feedings. And she was well equipped to let us know when she really needed something.

Not much has changed. She babbles all day long in a language only aliens can understand. In the last couple of weeks a few understandable words have poked through. "Bu-pa" for puppy, "Na" meaning no, especially after I take something away, and "Bye-Bye" although not witnessed by me. And she has said "Papa" and "Mama" a few times although I am not sure if she meant them.

Until today.

Today, something magical happened. Addison was sitting in her high chair eating her dinner. I walked around the corner to grab something, her eyes following. Then, peering around the edge of her high chair at me she said, "Mama? Mama? Mama?"