We chatted for about 5 minutes this morning. It went a little something like this:
Me: Say ma-ma.
Her: Da-da.
Me: Say ma-ma.
Her: Da-da.
Me: Say ma-ma.
Her: Da-da.
Me: I'm not your daddy, I'm your mommy. Say Maa-Maa.
Her: DAA-DAA!!!
Oh, brother.
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It's been the same way with both Brie and Ava. Why won't they say Ma ma??? Don't they realize I'm the one with them caring for them all day long? Good luck.
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