Calvin has started calling me Emma. He'll go around the house calling for me, "Emma? Emma? Emma?", and while it's cute, it also makes me sad. He's the only one in the world that can call me Mama and I love the sound of it coming from his little mouth. Hopefully it's just a phase. I don't look forward to Andy and everyone else calling me Mama, just so he's not confused. I hate when other people say it. Here we are together ready for church.
