Today, when I came to pick Xander up from daycare, he was sitting at an infant activity board, a look of determination on his face. I touched his shoulder and spoke to him, and he didn't look up from spinning a wheel. "What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy here?" He did find time to flash smiles at his caretakers and say goodbye. I can already tell that I'm not cool enough for my son.
He says, "mamamamama," which I know is not really his first word, but....when he wakes up at night, or when he wants someone to pick him up, he'll call: Mamamama! Mamama! I can't help but feel he connects that sound with his parents.
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