"Yeah"

The first time it happened, I thought I was dreaming. Even after the second time, I had a hard time believing what my ears were hearing. Baby was on the floor in my office trying to reach for something I didn’t want her to put in her mouth. I said the word “no” with even more sternness than I had the first twenty or thirty times (on a variety of occasions), and she looked up at me, smiled, and said, “Yeah.” I still cannot believe it. She will be eleven months tomorrow.