"Ma Ma"

Jackson has been able to say it for some time. And it always puzzled me that he wouldn't call it out when he was ready to come out of his crib after a nap or overnight sleep. Instead, he used the universal code: CRYING.

Just yesterday, I passed by his room around the end of nap time and heard him rustling around. I lingered around upstairs, getting some laundry put away, expecting to be interrupted by him crying out. But this time... the kid addressed me, "Ma ma? Ma ma. Ma ma. Ma ma. Ma ma. Ma ma?"

It was so cute.

Our computer was fried for over a week, hence this long hiatus from blogging. I'm back, though, and plan on uploading some fun pics of our LA trip soon. Seems like IONS ago already. It's OK that we're bound by the Rochester city limits though. When I was in CA, I had nightmares of having to deliver this baby on a plane. I'm glad I'm staying put!