Mommy, Mommy, Mommy

Up until about a week ago, the girls did not say Mommy. They said Daddy and Parker and even other's mommy's names like Ebba. Once Elizabeth say "Maba, Maba" and I was so excited. Turns out she was asking for Marbles.

But now, they are saying Mommy. And they are saying it a lot. In distress. To show me something. To ask for me. To sit with me. To have me pick them up. To read to them. Everything is Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.

Could be worse I guess.