Mommy
pamelamyers | June 12, 2011
Today Sam melted my heart — she called me Mommy for the first time. Not Mama, not Mom, but Mommy. She had just made a total mess ripping everything out of one of our kitchen cabinets and I bent down and asked her to help me clean it up. She didn’t budge so I just started cleaning it up myself and I mumbled, “so who is going to clean this up? Obviously not Sam, I guess Mommy will do it” and I heard a tiny little “Mommy”. I just melted and oohed and ahhed over her and asked Sam to give me a hug and she came right over and hugged me and just kept saying, Mom-my, Mom-my over and over again. It was so adorable. Not that I don’t love Mama and even her ever-so-grown up, Mom, but there is something about being Mommy that is just the best thing ever. 🙂