Archer has been calling me “honey” lately. It’s pretty adorable…

“Don’t cut yourself, honey” (this is a direct quote from Greg, uttered every time I use a knife)

“Oh, I’m sorry, honey!” (Upon seeing my finger bandaged… from cutting vegetables. Aforementioned concern not unwarranted!)

“MOMMY… LOOK, HONEY!” (Whenever trying to get my attention)

“I’m coming, honey” (said with a sing-songy lilt whenever I call him)

…. Seriously priceless. Will try to get a recording!

Meanwhile, Ellison finally started stringing some ma…ma…ma…mas together today :)