I've been told (by my mom) that most babies say dad before they say mom. So you can imagine how excited and proud I was of Elsie when she started crying for "Mama" as she woke up from her naps. I think that lasted for one glorious week. Then she learned how to say "Dadadadadada...." And all of a sudden, everyone and everything was Dada. She doesn't want Mom anymore, she wants Dad. When she's hungry, she asks for "Dadada" When she's tired, she's "daaaaa." When Ashley gets home she gleefully looks up and practically shouts "DAH" But what about me. What's my name? -- You guessed it -- "Dadad"