bursting my bubble

Claire loves to say Mommy! She puffy heart loves it. She loves it so much she says it at least a million times a day. How sweet and adorable it is that she loves me that much.

Then I started to notice something but chose not to alert anyone else to it.
Then Eric noticed too. I still say he's just jealous.

"You know, when Claire says Mommy it means more than you. It just means she WANTS SOMETHING."

sigh.

Graham and Ella....you know this is your fault. For the last 18 months all Claire has heard is the nonchalant use of my term of endearment. "Mommy, get me this. Get me that. Moooommmmmmyyyyyyyy!" Now, because of the two of you, it's not just my name, but a shorten phrase for give me that before I throw myself to the ground in tears.

Maybe we can just go back to Mama. *I*, puffy heart, love it when they call me mama. Mama.