Word to the Daddy.

On Friday, April 27, around 8:30 in the evening I had just come home from a long day of work and Taylor was, according to Christia, finishing an epic opera of baby babble. I proceeded to make a series of 'town idiot' faces and sounds to make Taylor laugh, which she did....then she paused for a dramatic and deliberate moment and said clear as a bell "da da". No, I don't think she knows what it means, but I would like to think that she's imitating Christia on that one - we've been saying 'ma ma' and 'da da' while pointing to one another. We both had a good laugh about it. It was a *great* way to top off the day.