Mama?

Barrett's vocabulary is growing like crazy. Since his first saying, "uh-oh", we have loved hearing what would come next.

He says Dada when Doug walks in the room. He very clearly says, "Ducky", when he plays with his many rubber duckies. When he wants a cookie, he says it loud and clear. He point to his bottle and say baba. He's said Gigi, which sounded like Zizi, to my mom. He points to a cow in our kitchen and moos. Actually, he points to almost every animal and moos. When you ask what a piggy says, he snorts.

He's mastered quite a few words, but there is the most important one he has yet to master, Mama. I'm not picky, I'd take mama, mommy, mom, love of my life... but he calls me the one thing that I wish he wouldn't...

Brigitte

My son calls me by my first name. When I left the other day, he said Brigitte while I was gone. When I went to get him out of bed the other day after a nap, he grinned and said, "Brigitte."

He can say Mama, but it is not in reference to me. It usually comes out when he's just playing and talking to himself.

I try to correct him. If he calls me Brigitte, I point to myself and say, "Mama," but he just giggles and says, "Brigitte."

Honestly, I think he knows that it irritates me. If he already gets a kick out of picking on me, I am in for a LONG life!