When Hannah was little we used to always ask her what her name is. So that she would know what to say when people asked her that question. Now she asks "What's your name Mommy?" And I say "I'm Mommy". I always get the same response from her. She'll sort of shout "I'm Mommy!" Then I ask her who am I. She says with a smile " You're Hannah".
Today when she was laying in bed during nap time I heard her exclaim "I'm Mommy!"
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