The other day I was sitting on the couch when Vaughn came over, looked at me and said, "Do you want to have a moment?" Uhhhh...sure? He embraced me, put his head on my shoulder and then began rubbing his hand up and down my back, so I did the same. After a longer-than-average hug I started to pull away but he held firm and said, "I'm not done having a moment." Vaughn has seemed like such an 'old kid' lately that it was fun to have him bring back his wacky side. Since then it has become a family inside-joke and we regularly ask each other if we want to "have a moment." Last night Vaughn took it to a whole new level and said, "We're momentiers."