Moma's boy

I got this shirt that says "Moma's boy" well before Carter was born. When I saw it, I fell in love with it, becasue I wanted Carter to be a moma's boy. Well, it seems my wishes are coming true. Carter has really started becoming "my boy." Now, I am happy to say that he is still very friendly with everyone, and will let anyone hold him, but as they do, I catch him looking at me wrinkling his nose and smiling. When I pick him up from my mom's house each day, he always gets so excited to see me. He kicks his legs and squeels! Lately he and my mom have been waiting out front for me to come home, and he has started recognizing my car. My mom gets mad (not mad really, maybe jealous) because, he reaches for me, but won't reach for her. Tonight at Colt's basketball game Kristen was holding him, and I had to leave to get something from my mom, and he started crying when I left. This may sound silly, but I kinda liked that he was being a "moma's boy."