Wednesday I made Pizza for dinner. Well.......Grandma and Grandpa made it, I just threw it together. Jason wanted another orange, which he can eat about 10 a day. Brett told him he didn't need another orange and that Mom was making him some Pizza for dinner. He immediately climbed onto a chair at the table. I had finished baking one and it was on top of the stove. He looked over and said, "Pizza". I know it wasn't my imagination, Brett heard it too. We couldn't get him to say it again but he said it!!!!!!!