Last week, David went from Da-da to Daddy. Dennis calls him Daddy now, and I asked him how he felt about it. He didn't see much significance. But yesterday, I became Mommy instead of Mama. The transition is still going on. He says "Mama--Mommy" and then will say "Mommy" for a while before he forgets himself. We didn't encourage the transition at all and we never corrected his names for us. I don't know what sparked the change. But it's such a sweet little sound, hearing him call me "Mommy". I wondered if I'd miss "Mama", but I don't know that I will. I still heard "Mama" late last night from his crib as he was having trouble getting to sleep. But this morning I was Mommy again.
I must interview Dennis on video camera soon. I'd love to get his little 'conversations' recorded for posterity (or at least to embarrass him with one day). One day his children might want to see how very adorable he is as a toddler. And I'll probably need to watch to remind myself of that same adorableness once he hits his teen years.
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