"Ma Ma!"

With our chatterbox out of the house for a few days, Andy has been able to find his own voice. He looked over at me this morning and said "Ma Ma" - complete with jumbo sized grin - in between spoonfuls of cereal. I melted.

We took this picture last night after Andy's bath. As a matter of ritual (and survival over the bewitching hour), we used to walk a freshly bathed and towel swaddled Grace around our little neighborhood every evening - much to Aunt Suzie's (MeMe's) delight. Andy is a second born, so he normally endures his bewitching hour watching us grant our more vocal child's "one more time before night night" wishes. But last night was Andy's own - so he got the evening walk, sans towel as an added bonus. The boy might be a nudist...he couldn't have been happier!