On Monday I returned to my desk from a weekly meeting and found a red light on
my phone. Ooh, a message. I checked it right away and heard the following:
"Talk to mama" and then: "MAMA! MAMA! MAMA! MMMMMWAH!"
The Schmoopette had left me her very first voice mail. Sure, I've spoken to her many times on the phone and heard her coo and yell and loudly kiss the handset, but this was different. She had actually left me a message. I almost started crying wet, deliriously happy tears. My baby is growing up. I saved the message and have listened to it both days since... Ah, how the sound of her toddler's voice can make a working mama's day that much brighter. Here's to the Schmoopette, for making me smile at her sweet voice.