Jon was upstairs getting ready and I was out in the kitchen and I hear Shawn pitter pattering around (obviously looking for us.) All of a sudden he yells "Don! Ashy!" Then he goes to the door to the upstairs "Dooooon!" And then to the gate at the kitchen... "Aaassshhhyyyy!" I kindly reminded him we are Daddy and Mommy.
Then at dinner time Jon and I were discussing the events of the day and Shawn started whining for something he wasn't allowed to have. I told him "just a minute, Mommy is talking to Daddy." So he looks at me and says "Ashy Ashy!" And once again, we kindly reminded him that I am Mommy, and Jon is Daddy.
I can see why now after all these years my grandmother refers to my grandfather as "Dad." My own mother pulled this trick as a little one and Nan just got into the habit of calling her husband "Dad." Oh the things kids say ;)
(and a few pictures of the kiddos from today... its a shame I can't put my camera down for a day, huh?)




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