M y son calls me “Dada.”
Let me just state that I have never been mistaken for a man before: I have longish hair, wear mascara everyday, paint my toenails and have fair features, and look nothing like my husband. We have always made clear reference to me as “Momma” or “Mommy,” but for some reason when either of us prompts him to say “Momma!” Junior will respond with an emphatic “Dada!” every time.
