So my daughter is calling eveything Dada now. Very cute. She had some apple chunks in her hand and was screaming Da-DA! And I corrected her and said, "No, those are apples, I'm Dada." But she kept on insisting they were Dada anyway.
Other things that are Dada:
Her teddy bear.
Her bottle of water.
Her mom.
My mom.
Her Fisher Price cellphone.
My PS2 controller.
The coffee table.
At least it's not all Mama. :)
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