Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!

When I ask Isla where momma's little baby is, she sing-songs "aaaaahhhhhh!" Sometimes she'll put the side of her face up against me as she says it. If I'm handling her, I'll cradle her as I ask. She smiles as she gives her sing-song response. Thursday night before bed she crawled up on my lap, laid into a cradle position in my arms and said "Baby? Baby? aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"