In the nuclear (family) arms race to first spoken, meaningful “mama” or “dada”, Jenn is clearly in the lead. We have heard both sounds in the wild but they are mostly random and non-replicable. That said, there have been far more “mamas” than “dadas”. Today, however, Grace muttered the M-word under her breath right after I said it, which seemed at least a little on purpose. I don’t think there can be a clear victor until she appears to know who she is talking about. As it stands, when asked “Where’s Mama?”, “Where’s Dada?” or “Where’s Lincoln?”, the only one that gets a real reaction is the third one, which makes her look down immediately for her furry friend. So, that battle goes to the 11 lb dog, who couldn’t care less what Grace says, unless she is throwing string cheese at him. Fortunately “Lincoln” is hard to pronounce, so he probably won’t win the war. Game on!
Who’s your Mama?
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Feb