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Mammy’s mini me 💕

Mammy’s mini me 💕

“Mamma” “Dadda” was my childrens first words..

Spoken from my little ones, the cutest words I’d ever heard.. 

There is surely nothing nicer than babbling baby talk.. 

As they toddle around the floor taking their first steps to walk

As innocent as a little lamb and as busy as a buzzy bee

Sleeping in slumberland from worn-out energy..

Chitchat, child language..jibber-jabbering patter

Blethering babblement.. cheerful talking chatter..

Twiddle-twaddle gossip, sweet talking in your ear.. 

Prattle on palaver from Mammy’s mini me so dear

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Jim "The Lad" ....

is that your daughter?, wonderful poem! grand kids are fun, fun!................lad

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Jill Tait

No i had to pinch this from safari 💕❤️💕

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Gwendoline

Awe Jill I could hear the cute gurgles and baby chatter in my ears. It is such sweet moment you captured here 

Gwen :) xx

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Being Me

It's amazing how they learn to talk... And walk. They learn so much and so quickly too. Nowadays they also learn what mobile phones are and how to use the TV remote (practically) before they hit a year old. Gotta love baby babble 💕 x
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