Names & Pains

You've started calling us "dada" and "mamaman." Not all the time, but enough that I think you've finally got it. Today was the first day that you actually pulled up my shirt to get to the goods, so to speak. Usually you just aim in the general direction and then you start this fake cry. And last night you tried out your new top tooth on mommy. We were in the bathtub and you like to blow raspberries on my belly. You did that and then you bit down on the skin above my belly button. And left a little puncture wound. I told you "no" and you just looked at me with big brown eyes. I knew your daddy would think it was funny so I told him when he came home from his pottery class. It pleased him. It hurt like the dickens too. I love you so much. You make me laugh.