I'm not sure if it a bit of "terrible twos" or just a touch of possessiveness when it comes to Mommy, but Logan had an argument with a little girl today at Gymboree (the store), whom couldn't have been older than 8 or 9 months old.
This is how it went:
Logan: (glaring at the girl - from stroller to stroller) "That's MY MOMMY", complete with wagging finger and stink eye.
Logan: "NO! That's my mommy!" (points at me). "THAT'S your mommy" (points at woman sifting through the 99 cent bin.
Girl: (still, nothing)
Logan: "NO! NO! NO! MY MOMMY"
Up to this point I had been paying for my items, so I had only been half paying attention to this, ah-hem, "exchange". I explained to Logan that, yes, I am in fact his mommy, and no, I am not in fact that little girl's mommy, and if he could please not yell at strangers that would be swell.