Now it's started...

This morning, Bob and I were sitting by Ben, and I was trying to get him to say Mama.  After I went, Ma ma ma ma ma...Ben looked at me, then looked over at Bob, and said, "da da da".  Rotten.  He was more than willing to perform this feat over and over again. I guess I did get 4 entire months of ma ma ma without having to share so I guess I should consider myself lucky.