Dada

Big guy started to say dada this week. One morning I got a call from hubs who said, he's saying dada! Then I hear through the phone, dada, dada! Harumph! He's supposed to love me more! I got defensive. Obviously. I said, first, you don't know if he is talking about you- only big guy knows. Hubs didn't like that. But then hubs went and told the nanny how he was saying dada. So, everyone she met that day- of music class- she told and then he would start saying dada. which is actually really cute. But when you say where's dada, he doesn't look at hubs. Say where's mama, and eyes go right to me. Ha!