This was your second five-word sentence, uttered just moments ago. Certainly a bittersweet one. I was explaining to you how when you were little, I held you all the time. You slept on me, I carried you, and I just held you. Almost nonstop. Now that you are 2 years old and bossy, I hardly get to hold you before you start hollering for Dada to come save you. It's true. So I was telling you this, and trying to snuggle with you, when you said "No hold baby now, Mom."
Thanks, dear.
