My son is 9 mos + 3 days old. . 4:30 am this morning -- I'm in the bed w/ him + my wife is getting dressed at the end of the bed. ( She dresses first - then me.....I'm much faster:evillaugh) . He peers at her over the pillows....he knows the drill... she's gonna be leaving, soon. He gets anxious + sprint crawls at her over the stacked pillows. And says.... "Ma..ma ! Ma..ma !" . I said , "Wow, he said it twice ! No room for doubt ! It's his first words !" . "Life is good, Clark." . You know I have decided "No more Vegas - til he's older." Honestly, there was only one moment a couple weeks ago that felt a "Vegas Urge". But this is great, instead. Now, I just golf.