What a difference a letter makes.
I'm not entirely sure how many months it's been that Nathan has been calling us "Mama" and "Dada," but it's the typical adorable toddler way of saying parental names. We love it. It's just cute.
Then, about a month ago, Nathan started calling me "Daddy" instead of "Dada." We never prompted him to do it. He just... did. While I don't dislike "Daddy," I miss "Dada" and am jealous he still calls Katie "Mama."
Well, I was jealous anyway.
A week ago, he started calling her "Mommy" and now she's wistful for those long-gone days of toddler-ese.
How quickly they grow up.