Today Isabelle decided she would start calling B "Dad" instead of "Daddy" and me "Mom" instead of "Mommy." It was the end of the day, she was kind of wound up, and she was charging around the house saying, "Hey, Dad. Daaaad. Dad." And then a little bit later, "Ma, Ma, Mooommmm."
I felt like I was being visited by her future teenage self. It was a trip. But I have to admit, I'm not ready to be a Mom. I still want to be a Mommy!
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If her future teenage self calls you "Mom" in lieu of a string of explicatives...Well, I'd say you'll have won the Mommy game.
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