Tonight Nathan and I, along with our friend Hayes, went to see Mark play in his softball game. (He's playing for our church again this year.) It was a very pleasant way to spend an evening, even if it was a little chilly for May.Hayes has proclaimed himself "Mark's #1 Fan" and spent the whole game yelling "go Mark!" from behind the plate, where Mark was the catcher.
It didn't take Nathan long to catch on, and soon enough he was yelling "go Mark!" too. Not go Daddy, but "go Mark!" When the rest of the team noticed what he was doing, they thought it was hilarious and egged him on, so he kept doing it the whole game. At points when the rest of the team got excited and cheered, Nathan was frantic with joy -- running in circles, sqealing and laughing and clapping.
Too cute.
But it does sound strange to hear him call his daddy by his first name. :)
But it does sound strange to hear him call his daddy by his first name. :)
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My niece Madi had months in which she called her daddy "Mike" because that is what she hears her mommy call her daddy. We had to keep ourselves from laughing because then she thought it was fun. Finally she learned to call him "Daddy" again and all the world felt right. It's so funny to hear when they say the first name, though.
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