We were sitting in Rosepepper with Ben and Dru, enjoying our (scrumptious) meal, when Olivia looked up from her seat and said, “Da, da, da, da, da”. For the rest of the evening. Purposefully. Once she stopped, I looked at her and said “Da da?” and it set her off again with much smiling and head nodding. She will be saying “Dadda” as her first word, like most children do.
This will be, of course, a much better Father’s Day Gift than anything I can do. Seriously, how am I going to top that?