Mather has flirted with saying "Dadda" and "Momma" but she never really means it. Much to our chagrin, neither of us got to be her true, identifiable, consistent first word.
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Someday she'll figure out it starts with "C" instead of "G".
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Brief background: those in the Ransom family know I go by manymany names -- Savi to the SanFran folk. However, my husband calls me: Cat. How Mather has intuited this, why she has chosen to speak MY name before speaking Mama and Dada is a mystery, but quite the honor!
Maybe your child is actually Spanish-speaking and is trying to say "gato"?
oh, that is hysterical. the word, the photo. it now the time to make a really poor joke about M always making a big impression?
but how exciting, "mama" and "dada" can't be far behind
Mather is actually a precocious tyro financier; standing on the shoulders of her mother. Perhaps the air around Mt. Washington when you two rode the cog railway near Bretton Woods had a salubrious effect. See:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/General_Agreement_on_Tariffs_and_Trade
We should consult Mather where the once almighty dollar will be in her maturity: perhaps amongst the farthings, ha'pennies, pfennigs, kopeks, lira of life. Invest $1000 now for her future, so she can afford a nice cocktail at a decent bar in 2027. Would that I had the stamina, thirst, and memory to join her for that celebration. Cheers!
Grandfather
That was my first word.
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