MomMom

Freddy bought himself upwards of 60 years of hot meals, unconditional love and free cable this morning when he woke up cooing "MomMom MomMom, MomMom." Other than insuring a permanant place in his mother's heart, Freddy's endeavors of the day have so far involved fierce intellectual jousting with Zilchie (we continue to await the day when we can say with certainty than Freddy is smarter than Zilch -- we probably have a good 2-3 years, right?), downward-dogging backwards across the living room, lounging with Papa, chowing down, and other general hilarity. Can't wait to see you tomorrow to show off some mad almost-crawling skills, GranJan!