At Katie's house, Ezra was sleeping on an air mattress on the floor in the room where Lauren and I were sleeping. He woke up, so I got on the air mattress with him. Fifteen minutes later, he heard a baby crying and said, "Jude's crying!"
Me: I think that's Graham crying upstairs.
Ezra: NOOOOO! WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! [kicking and flailing]
Me: Ezra! Ezra, shhh! What's wrong?
Ezra: NOOO MAMA! I want Mommy with me!
Me: Ezra, this *is* Mommy.
Ezra: [stops crying] Oh.
Me: Did you think I was Mama?
Ezra: ...yeah.
Lauren: That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.