Mother's Name ... Baba?

Yes. That is what my daughter said yesterday.

My daughter is 2 yrs, 6 months and a few days above that old. She just got back from my home country where she got the opportunity to move on to the next step of using her language skills. When she had gone she had already got her 1-word and 2-word replies going and after only a month or so she has started speaking sentences. It is simply amazing to see her have conversations now and I know that soon they will turn into intellectual ones as well.

As I am already weary of her growing up too quickly, it is still a difficult thing to absorb but on the good side of things, I am really enjoying our philosophical conversations.

Yesterday, we turned up another philosphical question which made it to the Blog Title Hall of Fame on UTP. We were having a normal conversation and the words mother and father sprung up. I asked her, "What is the name of your mother?"

Now the little one knew who her Mama was but her Mother...she had to think for a while...

Being the diplomat that she is, she had to make the questioner happy. That is her basic strategy that if you don't know the answer, ensure that you make the person who asked it feel satisfied with whatever you reply. So there it came...

"Baba..."

So there it is...Baba is the Mother of the little one....and that is why my friends...daughters are the cutest...especially when they have just started making sense out of their sentences...