Oh Nate

Nate woke up saying the word every mother loves to hear...it can make a woman melt into a puddle of pure adoration on the floor. Ma-ma. I'm not yet sure if he is actually using it as a name for me, or if it is random babbling. Though the first few times he said it this morning I would have given him the world if he had asked. And he couldn't have been cuter. It was as if he had been planning the whole thing- to surprise me with his new vocabulary first thing in the morning as I gathered him from his crib. His eyes gleamed bright, a hint of smile on his face as he looked at me with expectation. It's as if he knew it would delight me. And it did.