Words, words, words

A debate rages on in the household.  Over Aidan’s first word. 

Evan’s first word was dada.  Sean’s was mama.  Aidan had to be the tie breaker.

Aidan said mama first.  But I didn’t mention it to his father because of the separation and wanting his father to have his own joy of hearing a first word.

But after a week, Aidan had not said his word in front of his father.  After a week, Aidan said dada.  So his father believes that dada is Aidan’s first word, and nothing I say will dissuade him from that belief, which he is vocalizing as gospel truth.

But then there is the baby book.  She who fills out the baby book, records history.

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2 Responses to “Words, words, words”

  1. D Says:

    My first word was the Italian word for bread haha..

    I agree, the one who fills out the baby book is the recorder of history.. and clearly he said mama first.

  2. rakster Says:

    :) :) loving the last word.

    History can be rewritten whichever way you choose. right or wrong, it’s true…


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