Mmyum... Mmyum... Mmyum

Last week was our Vacation Bible School, and it was pretty amazing. Laura and I were a little concerned about how our son would take the long hours in the nursery while we volunteered. He did great. The last three days we would sneak down and get him a little early so he could be in the gym with us when we would all gather together and sing songs. He got a kick out of seeing all the kiddos dancing together and doing to motions. As a reward for him (and me), we had ice cream each night. Right now, anytime he sees something that looks really good he starts saying “mmyum…mmyum…mmyum…” So when he would see me walk to the fridge after the first night he would start up with the “mmyum…mmyum” Well, now he’s taking it out of the house. Yesterday at the grocery store Laura got a craving for cake (cravings are ok, she’s pregnant). While she was looking for a piece of cake, little man saw all the goodies and wanted everyone to know it, “mmyum… mmyum” A woman behind the counter said “May that baby have a C-O-O-K-I-E?” Laura of course said “yes.” I imagine this is not going to be the last time his cuteness affords him a cookie.