its not that he hasn't said it before. its just that he won't say it when i ask him.
he'll say it when he's mad or fussy or whiny.
but when i smile at him and say, "mason, say mama."
he looks back at me with a mischievous smile and wicked eyes and says, "dada."
then he giggles.
i say, "mama."
he says, "dada!"
i plead, "mason, can you say MA-MA?"
wicked smile, "DA-DA!"
over and over.
mason, can you say 9 months of uncomfortable pregnancy?
can you say, emergency c-section and brutal recovery?
can you say sleep deprivation and exhaustion?
can you say fussiest baby i've ever laid eyes on who was held for countless days (and nights!) on end by MAMA?!?!?
yeah, you're welcome you little monster. i love you.