I woke up this morning with an urge to talk. Sounds are mumbling as I try to utter words only me can understand. Mom is alao in a mood to chat. I stare at her as she keep talking, interacting with me. Every make-face brings smile in her face. Little did she knew that I’m trying (instinctively) to imitate her.
Here are the videos the other day. Dad, I’m making progress!
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