A Spoken Word

As I try to catch up on the recent happenings with our little family, I just had a little reminder of a very important thing worthy of a post to itself.

I'm sitting at our computer, playing on the internet with the monitor beside me. Cooper is playing in his crib instead of going to sleep. I've been listening to him squeal, blow with his tongue, and play, but he just said it again--the sweet little word he started saying nearly two weeks ago.

"Mama."

There have been many precious sounds with my Little Man: each and every time I heard his heartbeat when I was pregnant, his first cry, his laughs, when he babbles, his sneezes, and now his first spoken word. Music to my ears.

As we all know, I'd be lying if I made this all sentimental and did not state the obvious fact that I was indeed gloating. So sorry, Karl! :)