Dadadada

This morning, Troy started speaking his first sensical sound. He was sitting in his Gipsy Baby at the breakfast table, looking out the window, and he just started saying “da” over and over again. Dada, dadada, da. I’m sure he was just trying out the sound, feeling how it rolled off his tongue, and seeing what he could do with his mouth. But it made my heart warm to hear him say it. Like he was trying to communicate to me.