A moment to savor

Tonight as we went about our evening routine of dishes and lunch packing, there came a voice across the baby monitor. Instead of the typical cries that summon us to their bedside, there was H saying, "Da da da da." Not just a babble mind you, but a very deliberate call to get our attention. When we didn't respond right away, mostly because we were dumbfounded, asking ourselves, "Is he really saying what we think?" He tried again, slightly louder this time. "Da da da." I went upstairs to find something had startled him awake and picked him up to soothe him. It was hard to put his little sleeping self back down knowing it won't be long before he's no longer my little baby.