"Yummy."

That was Will's first spoken word.

Deb, Will and I, along with my Mom, were enjoying dessert at a Friendly's restaurant, just down the road from the North Carolina Zoo in Asheboro. It was August 2002 I believe.

He'd taken his first bite of chocolate ice cream from the tall, pewter dish, and he turned to us and said, simply, "Yummy."

We whooped and hollered and "yayyy'd!" for a few mintes after that, long after we'd lost counts of his bites.

"Yummy." Somehow it's even more special than "mommy" or "daddy" isn't it? ;)