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September 27, 2011

Ma-Ma

I snapped this photo of Waverly yesterday as we were waiting for the bus to arrive. She has been so happy and smiley. She is also saying "ma-ma-ma" constantly. We may not get another "mommy", but I am thrilled with a "ma-ma".

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Camille said…

I love that she is saying mama! Makes me SOOOO happy to read that!

September 27, 2011 at 2:23 PM

Cubanita said…

What a doll!!!!! I love Waverly's eyes...they always speak so loudly.

And I am so happy that you get to hear your sweet precious girl say "Mama" over and over again. WHat a wonderful gift after the hard week you had. You were on my mind and in my prayers often.

September 27, 2011 at 2:34 PM

Anonymous said…

Nice photo! The baby looks so cute, thanks for the sharing! Love the post.

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September 29, 2011 at 1:57 AM

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