Mummy ... Finally!

Cheryl has finally called me "Mummy". No, it was not "Mi Mi", or worse "Eh" or any noise that comes out of her throat. It is "Mummy", loud and clear.

But she has her moods and "mummy" is not something she readily spills out. After asking her repeatedly to call me, then she will do one single "mummy" and no more. But it is a different story when I ask her to call her darling "Daddy". Daddy will laugh so heartedly when he hears her address him; so sweetly while ignoring me.

Our little spark has progressed to sleeping on her own and in the dark too. She does not want me to carry her at all. She wants to lie down on the bed and fall asleep herself. So I just need to be around her, to make sure that she is asleep before I turn on the lights. Once, I thought she was asleep, I switched on the lamp and as she had Daddy's bolster covering her face, I thought it would be wise to remove it. I lifted the bolster lightly and she opened her eyes to look at me. I quickly switched off the light before she started talking because once she started talking, she would not want to go back to bed any time soon.

Life is easier now that Cheryl knows certain routine.

We love it when she tries to tickle us. When Cheryl sees our feet, she will automatically put her hand, move her fingers and say "kuchi, kuchi!"