Mama Mia

I am not sure how this happened but ever since we moved to Arkansas Preston started calling me Mama Mia.  At first the change from just Ma, or the occasional Mama took place at the airport when we were waiting for our flight.  He started calling me Mommy!  I was happy for the change but by the next day somehow the very cute mommy turned into mama mia and the name has now stuck.  The call starts out with just Mia, however, if I ignore the first call it extends to ma mia and then in sheer desperation for my attention the cry becomes Mama Mia.  With Preston's lack of patience this means Mama Mia is reapeated quite often.

In other news.  Preston has joined the work crew on the house.  He feels it necessary to get his tools out when any worker is here, follow them around and for some odd reason repeatedly shout this same jumble of sounds which makes it look like he is giving orders.  He even finds the same tool that the man has and copies what he is doing off to the side.  I don't know what he is going to do now that all the work is finished and we won't have these people in our house entertaining him anymore.

I also have some pictures that I forgot to share from a while ago.  One is from when we roasted some hot dogs with some friends and the other is Preston in his Halloween costume.