Me: (smiling and poking at my chest) Can you say “Mama?”
G: (smiling back and very proud) “DA!”
Me: (still poking and trying to get the point across) “No, Mama.”
G: (still quite happy with himself) DA!
Me: “Say, MAH-MAH.”
G: DaDa!!
Me: (getting a little frustrated) “No, say ‘Mah-mah.'”
G: (quiet now, looking at me like I am crazy.) “Bah?” (as if questioning if he has it right now).
Me: (poking my chest so hard there may be a bruise now). “I am not Dada or Bah, I am Mama. Now say it – Mama!”
G: (toddling away from his crazy mother) DAAAAAAAAAAH!
So, in answer to the title question, Little G apparently cannot say Mama these days. But Da, he’s got covered. No prob.
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