And the Winner (of this contest going on in my apartment right now) is…

first word theuglyvolvo rocking chair

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first word theuglyvolvo first papa

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first word theuglyvolvo final mama

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first word theuglyvolvo finalpapa

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first word theuglyvolvo chair

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first word theuglyvolvo bed

The End

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26 CommentsComment

  1. Wonderful!!! {wipes tears of laughter from eyes}

  2. We just finished a phase where my daughter only wanted her daddy when she needed middle of the night cuddles, to be held, etc. Reading the second-to-last panel, I feel like you were IN MY BRAIN. She’s 13 months today, and she’s MUCH better at saying dada than mama. Case in point:

    Husband: Say “mama”!
    Baby: Dada!
    Husband: Ma-ma.
    Baby: Dada!

    Repeat infinity times.

  3. Your blog is witty with a splashes of gorgeous drawings. Truly a joy to read no found your blog through a friend’a repost on Facebook. ;D

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