Maggie calls me Mama.
She's done it enough times now that I know she means it (and it's not just a figment of my wishful imagination).
I'm like putty in her hands, people. Putty in her hands.
It doesn't matter that 90 percent of the time she says it because she wants something (and wants it, like, now). It doesn't matter that she says it while she whimpers and paws at my knees. It doesn't matter that she'll say it in love (and annoyance, I'm sure) over the next forever.
I'm her mom. And she knows it.
13 comments:
So cute. And yes remember that you are putty when she has those not so adorable moments later. Although everything you just explained, about how cute it is she knows you, is one of those moments that carries you through all the crazy ones.
Her hair is a beautiful strawberry in that picture. I would be putty too!
She's so sweet!
I love that you love being "mama" to that beautiful little girl of yours. Now if you're smart you'll teach her to say "daddy" next. It's the only way to go in the middle of the night.
No way! I love her.
So, so sweet! Her cuteness overwhelms me!!!
That is the best word!
She is wonderful Bri! So fun to see her walk, and even better start saying Mama! I love that word.
isn't being a mom the best?
You and Maggie are a match made in heaven! I love that she is letting you know that!
I love your mom's comment - she's so sweet.
I can't wait to hear little Maggie babble away the next time I see her!
This is the cutest picture ever!
Adorable. Just adorable.
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