O-Ma-Ba

Ava can officially say her m's, which means she has been saying mama. Sometimes it's "mamamama" and sometimes its an enthusiastic "mammm," but no matter how she says it, it's beautiful to hear. I am, of course, in a beautiful fantasy if I believe that she actually knows these noises refer to me. Most often, her little m's are interspersed with b's. It goes "mamamababababawaba." Or something like that. Daniel won't let me declare victory, which is fair. He says it sounds like she is trying to say the name of our next president. She just has a few of the syllables backwards.