First Word

Vivian in her crib, 10 months old
(you might notice Isla's "dental art"
from her days in this crib)

Woke up on Thanksgiving morning to the sweet sound of Vivian happily babbling away in her crib. (She is still in our room, blatently ignoring our eviction notice.) When she was ready to get up we both heard her say, clear as day, "Mama?" Awwww . . . such a sweet way to start the day, especially that day in particular!