"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy."
"What, honey?"
"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy."
"Yes, dear."
"Mommy. Mommy. Mommy."
"What??"
"All gone."
(that was a conversation between Trevor and I)
"Mommymommymommymommymommymommymommy"
"What, Emily?"
"walrus" (she has a lovey that's a walrus)
"What about your walrus, sweetie?"
"mommymommymommymommymommymommy"
"What, sweetie?"
"Walrus, mommymommymommymommymommy"
(obviously between Em and I, we were in the car)
"Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama"
"Yes, DJ?"
"mamamamamamamamamamamamama"
and he then reaches to take my pony tail out.
I'm changing my name. How come they don't say "daddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddy"?
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Ah...the joys of being a Mom!
I don't have three of them to contend with, but I do hear the "Momma, momma, momma, MOMMA!" constantly!
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