The Rooster is really just learning to talk.
She can say quite a bit for 20 months - or at least I think so.
One of her favorite things to talk about - now that she can talk about anything - is Grandma Seattle.
[Only it comes out "Gamma Attle".]
The Rooster loves Grandma Seattle.
Most mornings on the changing table she looks at me and says,
"What about Grandma Seattle, Roo?"
"Ina SEE her."
"Yeah. I want to see her too."
Most mornings Rooster plays with the phone in my bedroom and babbles away to Grandma Seattle as if she were on the line.
The other day, as I listened to her daily report to Grandma she said something I have not heard before.
Rooster ambled along in her pretend conversation with Grandma, pausing here and there, responding "yes" and "no" to the various measures of silence on the other end. The, all of a sudden,
"I love you, Gamma."
I smiled and I thought,
"I love her too, Roo."
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.