Mabama Anyone?

Rosie has learned to say, what I would like to call, her first actual word. A word other than mamma or dada or ma or mom or mmmmm or whatever other variations of those utterances.

Rosie loves bananas. And it's a new-found adoration - only weeks ago she was repulsed at the thought. Now, it's a favorite. And when she picks it up, we say, "are you going to have some banana?" And now she is answering back with the word "banana." Only, you have to have a mother's ear to hear it. Because it comes out "mabama" or possibly "mabana", but n's are difficult for her just yet.

But if you ask me, "mabama" is WAY cuter than any old "banana".