Saturday, August 30, 2008
I'm not your daddy
"Daddy, daddy, daddy." His arms stretched out for me to pick him up. "I'm not your daddy. I'm your mommy. Mama. Say 'mama'." This wouldn't be so bad except that Daddy is trying to get him to say "dog" instead of "doggie" because even Daddy isn't so sure if he's being called "daddy" or something else. Could it be then, that I have been relegated to the spot of "doggie". Oh, dear.
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