I wash hands, Mom!
I watch t.v., Mom!
I want window up, Mom!
Mom, I want joo box!
Brush teef, Mom!
I want L.C.*, Mom!
Where Ben, Mom?
Where Gavin, Mom?
I want yogurt, Mom!
Unstrap, Mom!
Turn it up Mom!
I. WANT. MY. PACI. MOM!!!
Mom, MAHHHHHHM!!!!!!!!!
You so pretty Mom.
I love you Mom.
Ahhh, Mom…
She already calls me Mom. She has for a while.
Many times that one little word is partnered with demands and needs and wants and is said with a bit of determination and underlying tones of wishing she could do it herself.
Sometimes I wish she would just say “Mommy” instead and quit acting like such a kid already. I wonder how she’s changing so fast, how she talks so well.
But no matter which word she uses I still want to remember every which way she says it… whether she is standing watching me getting dressed for church while admiring my reflection in the mirror, or she is just ready to get out of the van.
Honestly, I’ll take it any way I can get it.
Someday she’ll say “Bye Mom” as she leaves, taking part of my heart with her as she goes, not even knowing until someday when she is a mother, that she has done just that.
So for now any “Mom” from her sweet lips is a good one for me.
And yes, we are working on saying “Please” too…
*L.C. stands for “lamb chop”, what we call K’s half blanket/half stuffed animal lovie that goes everywhere she goes these days…
Awwww. I know!!! Just too, too fast. How do we make them slow down?????
Such a sweet post!
My little guy doesn’t call me Mama. Not much anyway. When he does, he gets whatever he wants. In a way, I’m glad he hasn’t latched onto that power he doesn’t know he has 🙂
I know, you. I really and truly do.
xo
Oh! I remember when Max suddenly started calling me mom. I so miss having him call me mommy. They grow up far too fast. She sure is a cutie!
My kids holler “MOM!!!!!” all day long. Someday, I will miss it! That day is not today.
As an aside, I love the striped pants/leopard boots combo. Little kid fashion is the best!
I KNOW! What is it with the “Mom” so soon!??! Jude calls me “Mom” all the time and Noah still will call me “Mama” which I LOVE. Sometimes it’s “Mommy” but mostly “Mom”. Which makes me sad.
She’s a cutie.
Oh this age. This age. Astrid sometimes calls me ‘Tracy’. Yeah. Awesome. xoxo
She’s such a cutie.
I hate when they switch to “mom.” “Mom” comes much more easily than “dad” in our house. Most of the time, “dad” is still “daddy.” Grr.
Do you think it’s because her big brothers call you mom? Andrew just started calling me mom recently and it made me sad….I want to be mama forever!!
My five year old still calls me Mommy. He tried to switch to Mom at one point a couple of years ago and I responded by calling him Fred. he said “That’s not my name.” and I said “Mom isn’t my name either, I’m Mommy.” He hasn’t tried to switch since then!
I never know what my kids are going to call me… mom, mommy, momma, maw, hey you!
It’s a surprise every time.
That first picture is SO adorable.
Oh, such a sweetie.
Iz went through the mom phase, but now, we’re back to mommy, and I want to keep it and bottle it up because I know it won’t last much longer.
That first photo fit the first part of the post perfectly. So cute.
My 3 yo tried to “Mom” me a couple of times and I corrected her – “It’s Mommy to you for now Little Miss”
I couldn’t take it. I just wasn’t ready.
Oh my gosh that pouty face pic is the best. And my, not yet 3 year old is calling me mom but I correct him every time with Mommy. Is that wrong? He’s my baby :).
I remember the first time mine went from Mommy to Mom, and it made me sad in a way all the other milestones didn’t!
I can definitely relate. The word is wonderful (even if I sometimes with it was Mommy). Love this!
Oh my word, that first picture is the best picture ever. EVER!!
And there’s those rain boots again!!
I remember when my mom used to threaten that she was going to change her name and not tell us what it was.
And we believed her.
Wow.
Oh my gosh… That first picture is priceless!!!
They grow up too fast – all of them.
I love that first picture.
My oldest has been calling me mother for years. It makes me feel way too old.
Oh that pouty face! My youngest calls me “mama.” Oh how I adore that. And savor it, because it’s going to change. Fast. Soon. Loved this post!