Two days ago, when I'd just gotten dinner into the oven and Jet and George were playing upstairs, I heard Jet carole, "Mommy! Mommy!"
So I sang, "Jetsie! Jetsie!"
And he did it again as did I. I think we did it a dozen times before I wandered over to see him and he grinned, big, at me as we cheerfully called each others names for no good reason other than being able to do it.