Da-ddy, are you? Si-ssy, are you?

G took M to the baseball game last night, so I was home with J. All during dinner she'd put her palms up and sing "Da-ddy, are you? Si-ssy, are you?" She is talking so much lately, she'll repeat almost anything and now she's even string-ing words together.

M had a great time at the game, it rained on them and the Cardinals lost, again, but that didn't seem to matter. She loves to having daddy all to herself.