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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Daaaaaaa-Deee. Daddy!

My son has been saying "ma" for quite sometime now. He says it emphatically and LOUD, like someone trying to get your attention...

Ma! Ma! Ma! MA!

(As if he didn't already have my undivided attention 24-7.)

He also says "Da" to refer to his father, but not as often. My husband is named Mike. I try to call him “Daddy” in front of our son (in much this same fashion), but usually just say "Mike" if he and I are speaking to one another. Sorry, but there is nothing oogier than a woman addressing her husband as "Daddy". Last week, I swear our son started calling him something remarkably close to “Milk”...

Now we don’t know if he wants his dad or a drink…

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Agreed. For the record, I haven't called him Daddy... yet. LOL