Yesterday morning, ‘lil Man and I were hanging out, enjoying the early morning sun. He pointed to the window/sun and patted his belly. He pointed to the fan and patted his belly. (Patting his belly = happy. It is something he picked up from a game with Unca Ja.) Then, he peered over both sides of the bed and asked, “Dada? Row? ARRRR?”. ‘lil Man was happy to wake up in SC, but so confused about why the rest of us were not here. He then grabbed my phone and said, “Dada in!”. Mama simply melted (and no, it had nothing to do with the “warm” temps down here!).