My sweet Baby Jim is a PUNK!
At the young age of 13 months, he knew that I was "Momma" and Hubby was "Dadda". He called us that for about two weeks.
Then he started calling me "Dadda" and Hubby "Momma". At first I thought he was just confused. Then the boy called me "Dadda" again and started laughing like crazy.
He knew what he was doing. He was calling us the wrong names on purpose. At the tender age of 14 months, he was already developing a sense of humor. He continued, for the next two months, calling me "Dadda" and Hubby "Momma" and laughing every time. He thought he was so clever. You could see it in his eyes.
At 15 months, Miss Nita and Prof. X joined our family. They call me "Sarah". For the last two months, Baby Jim has heard them calling me "Sarah".
Last week, Baby Jim and I were playing. I had looked away for some reason. Baby Jim called to me, "Momma". I was so happy! For an instant I thought, Finally, that boy is going to start calling me "Momma" again. I turned back to look at him. With a mischevious glint in his eyes, the boy then said to me "Sa-ah" and erupted into laughter. That rat has been calling me "Sa-ah" all week and laughing everytime he says it.
In other news, he has gone back to calling Hubby "Dadda". :P