Ma Ma

Woke up a little early this morning.  I was looking at the peaceful sleeping John next to me.  Then, he said "ma ma, ma ma"  First I thought he woke up, then I realize he is talking in his sleep...  Don't know what that little thing is dreaming about.  I was there, in his 2 year old dreams.  Can't find a word that will fit how I felt then.  It is like how I felt when I see him smile or laughing in his dreams, but a little stronger...