We were at the Bookworm cafe this evening where Leila found a stuffed toy to play with. It was a Panda with a baby one attached.
She repeatedly tries to pull the little one out saying, “Baby,… baby.”
I walk over, and say, “The baby looks like she wants to stay with her mama.”
She slowly looks up at me, points at the big Panda and says “PAPA.”
I smile, “Yes of course, Papa! How silly of me.”