He knows our "real' names!

Mitchell has never called us by our first names until last week.

On Wednesday night, Dave was calling me by a nickname and Mitchell heard him and said, "No, it's Tracey." Clear as anything he said "Tracey". Not Mommy like he calls me, but Tracey.

On Friday night after we put him to bed, he was constantly asking for something (book, potty, water). He was yelling for water and told him to hold on a second. In the meantime, Dave got up and was going to get him some water. Then I hear this from his room, "Is Dave coming?"

We just can't help but laugh.

He's also really protective of things that he deems as being his. He will ask us questions like, "Is that my house?"

He and I were driving toward the interstate on our way to meet one of my friends for lunch. I was getting frustrated with a slow driver and said, "You've got to be kidding me." A voice piped up from the backseat, "What happened, Mommy?" And I told him the driver of the car was annoying me. So he yelled, "Hey...don't hit my Mommy's car!"