Momma????

Brandon has asked me before what will I do when I hear "Momma" come from Dylan's mouth again?  I really don't know the answer to that one, but I CAN NOT wait to hear it!  My mind always goes back to just before Dylan started regressing.  This one night in particular a few weeks or so before the regression, he had learned to climb out of his crib and we kept sticking him back in, you know playing that fun game until he gave up.  Brandon got pretty creative(desperate) that night and rearranged his crib all sorts of ways to block the door, so if he climbed out, he wouldn't be able to get out of the room.  It took a while, but finally worked.  Any way that night and even any day he woke up from a nap or sleeping in general, I would hear MMMOOOOOOMMMY, in the cutest little voice and just typing this I hear that exact cute voice in my head.  I have missed that sooooooooo much and can not wait to hear it again.

So back to tonight.  I was turned around facing the stove making dinner.  Dylan had been coming to me to get me to turn the tv on his favorite show Team Umizoomi because Brandon kept turning it to something different.  But this one time was different!  I was facing the stove and all of a sudden I "think" I hear, MAAA-MA.  I turn around to find Dylan almost to me, not looking at me but he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the TV to where we keep the remotes.  I think, "I swear he just said Momma" but just continue on thinking I heard things.  Then Brandon says, "Momma, I think he just said Momma."  Then I knew I was not hearing things!  I don't know if he was actually saying it, but boy did it feel good to possibly hear it and know we are moving forward!

I didn't want to rub it in Brandon's face or anything, but I really wanted to hear it again.  About 10 minutes later I grabbed Dylan and asked, "Who am I?"  "Am I Momma?" a couple other ways trying to get him to say it, but nothing.  But I will not forget this, "The First Time I Heard Him Say Momma After His Regression!"

On another note:

He has been stripping down to his "birthday suit" again.  Today as soon as we walked in the door from getting him at school he did it.  I just let him run around that way for a good 20 minutes and decided I should see if he needed to go to the bathroom.  He sat down and with in 10 seconds pees and poops and hops off.  I grab him before he runs off so I can wipe him.  A few minutes later, still naked, I find him over by a desk of Brielle's, standing to the side and looking like he is concentrating.  Then it hit me, he was trying to poop again.  I run over and luckily happened to have some tin foil in my hand and catch it as it falls.  Darn it, I  thought we might be on to something just 3 minutes prior.  Oh well, it will come eventually!