But forget that.
Last night, he said "mama".
Well, I'm pretty sure he did. I was eating supper and Whit was practicing his crawling technique when out of the blue I hear something that very well could have been "mama". I definitely heard the a's, but I'm not positive what was in front of them, but I'm going to say it was "mama" ;-)
Oh and let me tell you I melted into a puddle of tears and sappy, motherly love. I hugged him and tried to get him to say it again. All he would do is make the "m" shape with his mouth and his pterodactyl noise. It totally made this past week, with the whines, pooptastrophes, late nights, and Irish tempers, worth it.
And it makes today even sweeter! I had seen on someone's blog about a Mommy & Me link up at Everyday Love and wanted in on it. The world needs more pictures of babies AND their mamas!