I was waiting.

Waiting for that moment where the non-noisemaking, lumpy-yet-soft piece of matter would actually mean something to Honey Girl. The moment where she would notice it's face and it's size and know that the matter would actually serve as a purpose in some sort of instinctual way.

It happened today. My baby became a little "momma". Loving, squealing, hugging, mauling.

Kid noticed it too.

A very special moment, indeed.