Chatterbox

Today as I was driving Riley to go watch Casey play tennis, he was chattering away in the backseat. As I often do, I had sort of tuned him out. I'm not sure how long it took, but at some point I realized there was something unusual about his chatter, so I started to pay attention. It was then that I realized that he was saying, "Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma" -- the first time he had ever uttered such words. Music to my ears. I know I probably eventually will, but at this point I can't imagine ever getting tired of him calling my name.