Da! Dada!

Our girls are hilarious sometimes. A bit later in the evening, after I was no longer mean-mommy, Emi started this crazy little thing that apparently she (and Abby, but moreso her) do during the day.

If Joseph goes outside and they see him leave, Emily will call after him… “Da!” “Da!” This isn’t some sweet little, low-toned call! This is “Da!” as LOUD as possible.

So, tonight, we were playing and Ron was going to run upstairs “real quick”. Emi sees him leave and starts chasing after him yelling “Da!” “Da!” Then, when she doesn’t catch him, she heads to the couch (where he’d just been) yelling “Da!” “Da!”

Then, because I was egging her on, I said “Emi, where’s Daddy?” and she starts walking around the kitchen and family room yelling “Da! Dada!”

It was super cute!

Too bad they don’t call me “Ma!” I’m “enh” or “mmmm” but Ron is very clearly “Da!” 🙂