First word (sorry Rudy, I don't mean to rub it in)

Yesterday when I was feeding Max in his high chair (yogurt mixed with sweet potatoes and a little shredded apple) he started to get antsy. His behavior let me know that he was finished so I asked him if he was all done and I held out my hands and said "come here mister." That is when he held out his arms and said, "momma." There was no mistaking it, he said "momma." My heart melted and he hasn't said it since.