Every morning it is a struggle to comb Emilee's hair. She insists on doing it herself. This morning I offered to help her out, she declined of course and insisted her hair was fine. I told her it wasn't and that it looked like she just woke up. Her response. "Mom everyday you are blah blah blah about my hair!"
So there you have it, in my daughters eyes I sound like the teacher on Charlie Brown.
Yup she said it! First word "Mama". I am pretty sure it is not by accident, I counted her three differant times today saying it.