It's official: the talking has begun. Her first word was either "cat" or "woof". She says "woof" every time she sees a dog. "Dad" has been a staple in her vocabulary. She says it with relish, and it has many variations, such as "dad-dad" and "dadu". Now, I will admit that I've been a little jealous over all the "dad" talk. But just last weekend, she looked me right in the eyes and said "mama". Clear as day. She's done that one other time this week, and I can't wait until it happens again.
