Before the birthday party and before Clara went down for her nap, the Birds were out in the gardens and yard, thinning the iris now that their season is winding down, and messing about with the bucket of sand toys. (Clara cut two teeth last week, and so also enjoyed gnawing on the bucket in which the sand toys are stored.) Little Bird is all about Big Bird, but it must be said that although Ms. Melissa had reported hearing Clara say Mama while pointing to Julie's picture on the wall of Clara's room, we had never heard her say it.
Until yesterday! Clara spent most of Darby's party on a blanket near Julie, trying to walk on the uneven grass and make off with one of the tiaras that was floating around. But near the party's end, she said, with perfect enunciation, and clear as a bell, "Mama." Julie's heart soared! She scooped Birdie up and gave her a big squeeze. Birdie laughed, and snuggled in.
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