Will has the following words in his vocabulary bank:
Nana (for the fruit)
Jack (dog's name)
Kitty (he is fascinated by our cat)
Quack (from the book "Barnyard Dance", where he says the Quack part along with me)
Caw-Caw (which is like a bird noise that our friend makes)
and, as of yesterday. . .
There are no words to describe the way my heart melted when he uttered those longed-for syllables. When he first said it, I was changing his diaper. I stopped and looked at him in disbelief. His whole face lit up and he was so proud of himself! He started saying it again, and I picked him up, dirty little bottom and all, and hugged him to me with such ferocity.
He has since said it quite a few times and I can't get tired of hearing it. There were so many times that I wondered if anyone would ever call me Mama. This one little word encompasses so many big feelings.