Matthew-isms!

If I don't type these, I will never remember them!
On Sunday, we were having a hard time trying to figure out what Matthew wanted to eat in the pantry. All I could hear was garble, garble, and when I was opening the can of Chef Boy-Ar-Dee, he threw a fit!
Mike came into the kitchen, cool as a clam, and asked Matthew what he wanted to try to calm him down and he told Matthew to point to what he wanted. After asking Matthew several times to say what he wanted, Matthew finally decided on something, and Mike emerged from the pantry with a bag of Cheetoes. Yeah, not what I would consider to be a good lunch, but hey..if it quiets down the little man while his real food was cooking, so be it!

Matthew looked up at me with the BIGGEST smile, and I crap you not......said:

"Look Mamma...Daddy got it!" Mike about fainted there on the spot. His first complete sentence! I have heard him put 2-3 words together frequently, but to say this all on his own was somehow magical!
I cannot wait for more of these things to happen. **gush**