"Mom"

A few weeks ago, my son was downstairs and was yelling something that I couldn't make out from upstairs.

"What it is, buddy?" I hollared back.

Again, I heard a word that I couldn't quite make out. I came downstairs to see what he was into. Finally, I could make out the word...

"Mom!" He was trying to get my attention to help him open up a toy.

Mom! Mom? He's never called me that before. Certainly the word fits. I am the mom. But, to him I've always been "mommy". That's odd, I thought.

Then, in the last few days I have heard him call me "mom" several more times. He's called Mike, "dad" too, instead of the usual, "daddy".

I don't know why this is weirding me out so much. Clearly, I don't expect him to grow up to an adult and still call me "mommy". I guess I just didn't expect it this soon. [sigh] Such a big boy.