Friday, March 8, 2013

"Ba Ba"

I went to milk goats last night so Ben put Michael to sleep by himself.  When I got into bed, I thought Michael was asleep, until I heard him coo "baba" (it's what he has been calling me the past two or three days) and crawl over to me.  It warmed my heart.  He's never called me by my "name" before.  If we ask "where's mama?" he'll point at me, or he'll repeat back "baba" when we say "mama" but that was the first time he spontaneously called for me.