We have worked hard to encourage Sage to be vocal. My mother insisted that I recite old english nursery rhymes to her every morning. At daycare they sing to her. And for many months she had been making those cute little baby sounds. But today, a week before she turns 6 months, I heard something unmistakably - which I tried to ignore and refused to believe - until this evening I could deny it no longer. A word which has barely been spoken in our house. DADA...... Dada ... Bad Bada. How could this be! I keep repeating MaMa Mama or Bebe Bebe - but all she wants to say is DaDA - and she does't have one! Hope I haven't screwed up her life too badly! The good news is she doesn't look too sad when she says it! At the moment I am laughing - but who knows - soon I could cry!