Tabbyisms

Can I prattle on s'more about my amazing and sweet and funny and cute kid? Yea? Ok, thanks.

Aunt GaGa
Recently, when Tabby sees my sis, Kelly, she goes “GaGa.” So Kelly jokingly said that GaGa must be her new name. I kept the joke going saying things like “Oooh, Tabs, Aunt Gaga's here.” So when we were at dinner the other night, I referred to my sis as “Aunt GaGa” and then Kelly said to Tabby, “I'm Kel-ly … Kel-ly.” My cheeky baby looks right at her, grins big, points at her and goes “Gaga.”

Tabby Goes to the Movies
I took Tabs to her first movie the other day. I didn't really have any reservations about this … she is overall a very easy going and good baby … well except one. She's …. chatty. She comes by this honestly as she is from a long line of chatty women. But that aside, I knew it could be a problem. Luckily, the movie (Juno – awesome, by the way, you must see it), was only about 90 minutes. Somewhere during the trailers, Tabby drifted off to sleep in my arms and continued to sleep peacefully for about 45 minutes. For the next 20-25, she ate the crackers and drank the juice that my mom handed me. Then … she got rather chatty. Ba baaaah! Gooo. Hi (which still sound rather like haaaaaai) hi hi! mama! Mama!!! So we spent the last 20-25 min of the movie walking the ramp that leads into the theatre. She was enthralled by the path lighting and the light coming through the window in the door. She also *really* dug the sound track and laughed out loud a couple of times and danced around in my arms. Luckily for me, the movie was mostly dialogue. But I must buy it on DVD when it comes out.