From the Mouth of Hannah (by Thom)

Last night we were at the dinner table. Hannah was being unusually quiet and Amanda and I both looked over at her to see what was going on. She seemed lost in thought, like she was unraveling the mysteries of the universe by twirling her fork in her hand.
Suddenly, she looked up, scanned the table and pointed at me. "Dada", she declared confidently. Then her finger moved to Amanda, "Mama". Next she pointed to Miriam and said "Mo-mo". Finally, she jabbed herself with her finger and said, "Na-na". After making the rounds she nodded her head up and down twice and smiled big, as if she had taught us all something we needed to know.
It was a beautiful thing and she actually did teach us something. We had never considered nicknaming Miri "Mo-mo". We're trying to decide if it should stick.