Last night we were watching "So you think you can dance" and one of the choreographers praised a dancer, describing his performance as "buck." Being a smart aleck, I repeated the word sarcastically to Andrew, making fun of the newest slang term in Hollywood. "Buck," I said confidently and arrogantly. Greg, who was sitting on my lap, didn't miss a beat. "Duck!" he exclaimed, sounding very proud of himself for contributing to the adult conversation.
It was one of those moments where I was so overwhelmed with his cuteness, I could hardly contain my tears. Greg's favorite word is duck and he loves to run into the bathroom to look for his duck in the bath tub. He was so confident in his proclamation last night; joining right in with his Mommy while she was making schput. I was so proud.
I look forward to many more moments like last night's where I laugh until I cry and am overwhelmed with the joy of being Greg's Mama.
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