Our First Conversation

K was very fussy last night.  I asked her almost teasingly, "K, what is the matter."

She calmed down immediately and enunciated carefully, "Mamma, Goo."

"Goo?" I asked

"Goo." she replied.

"Is your diaper poopy?" I guessed.

"Goo."

I picked her up from her crib, checked her diaper, and while it wasn’t poopy, it was very, very wet.

"Dan!" I called DH, "She talked to me!"

Well, you know, talked, sorta kinda…better than crying.

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