Tonight Francesca said clear as day, "MAMA"!!! Words cannot express the sweet emotion that welled up inside my heart to hear her say those two syllables. We were at the Murray's home sitting in the family room after a delicious dinner of arroz atollado. Francesca was sitting on my lap facing me and had just finished eating a coconut popsicle when she leaned over and said, "mama." We all immediately repeated her and cheered her on. I'm not even sure she made the connection to that sound being equivalent to my name, but it really doesn't matter. What matters is that she said it ... Mama! Yea! I am a proud mama.
