So today I had to dress her in an "I Love Mommy" shirt (which got completely covered in mangoes, apple juice, and beef ragout).
I must document this so when she's a teenager I'll be able to show her that at one point she thought I was pretty awesome.
I admit to loving this stage too. Just wait, when she's walking, she'll run to you screaming "mama mama" with a smile when you get home:-) And the first time she says "I love you mommy," your heart will melt!
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