Isaac put one hand on each of my cheeks, drew me close as if to kiss me, and proclaimed, "Miy-mah-ma!"
He did it several times over the course of the weekend, always taking gentle hold of my face. I don't know if he's really being proprietary in identifying me as his mama, or if he thinks "mama" has three syllables.
But wow! It felt so great!
My dad joked that this would earn Isaac credit for several diaper changes, and he's quite right. It's like his first smile all over again -- all the troubles just melt away.
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