Moma's Baby!

Yesterday when we were in Wal-Mart, you said "baby" and I looked around and didn't see a baby, so I said where's the baby? You pointed at yourself and said "Moma's baby". Awwwww, talk about melt my heart. Now everytime Daddy says, "are you Daddy's baby/boy?" you say "No! Moma!" I love it, love it, love it! All the changing dirty diapers and dealing with tantrums has finally paid off!