Just posted this on FB, and thought it must be recorded here as well.
The madame has been talking, a lot.
No mommy (no 'm' syllable at all, btw), no daddy (tho there's lot of dada) - apart from the undecipherable (constant) babbles of tata, papa, baba, Manya's first "meaningful" word "AAIKAY" - her version of okay!
She picked it from me, I guess, all day I go on, "This is dangerous, don't touch it, okay?" blah blah, okay? And she says it so effortlessly, which is cute. But what is not is, that she says it ALL THE TIME.
I love you.
You are the naughtiest girl ever.
We need to eat lunch now.
Come, let's read you a story.
Mommy is fed up of you.
Manya, enough of okays, now this is far from being okay.
Good lord, Save me.