Dana, Dana, Momma Dana

Well for the first time today Carter said my given name. And let's just say now that he knows it, he loves saying it. Over, over and over again. We were at Panera for lunch today and the worker announced "order for Dana" so I naturally went to the counter to pick up our food. Well, Carter saw this and said "Dana?" and I said "Yes, Carter Momma's name is Dana." Well apparantly this connection was hysterical to Carty because all through lunch he would say my name and giggle. Perhaps that is his way of telling Noonie that he thinks she picked out a very silly name for me (I have been saying that one for years!) Oh, the little things in life surely put a smile on one 2 year olds face! I just love watching him laugh.