Joshua picked up the habit a few days ago of saying “Dad” in this long drawn-out way as if he’s exasperated or embarassed by my behavior. Say it out loud now with the proper dip in pitch in the middle to see what I mean: “Daaaa-aaad”. What’s even funnier is that sometimes his D’s are softer, more like T’s and his A’s sometimes sound a bit like O’s. Thus, sometimes it sounds like my one-year old son is admonishing someone named “Todd”….

§61 · March 7, 2005 · Life · · [Print]

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