So Josiah has learned my name and has started calling me by it occasionally. It’s usually something like, “What you doing Mama, Daddy, Wes?” He sometimes gets a little confused about who he’s talking to after spending all day with his mama.
This morning I was in the shower and he told Angie that he was “looking for Wes.” It’s pretty funny as long as it doesn’t become a habit. I told him he better never ever call his mom “Angie”.
that is really, really funny. This post made me laugh out loud (and now my roommates think I’m crazy).
That’s friggin’ hillarious!
Nothing campares to an enthusiastic “daddy, daddy, daddy”.