Mason woke up from his nap. He climbed up in my lap. I was rocking him and rubbing his back. He was enjoying the back rub so he didn't want me to stop. So...he points to Mimi, signs for milk, and points for the kitchen. We just started laughing. It was like Mason was saying she is rubbing my back so you go get my milk. Ah, the life he lives. Oh, and Mimi got the milk, and we are still laughing about it.