The other day, I was quite frustrated with Mommy. I think she wanted me to eat or something outrageous like that. I yelled, "I want my BaBa!" She wasn't there to save me then, but she did come for a visit this weekend. Although she can't do too much because of her health, we always make it to Costco (she somehow gets a burst of energy for that!) and spend lots of time reading books and playing in my room. She even got to accompany me on a playdate to watch me be super silly with my friends.