I now understand why my great-grandparents called each other Mother and Daddy, why my parents kinda did the same thing (Mom and Dad when we were little and sometimes now).
Elijah and I are currently arguing about whether or not my husband’s name is “Daddy” or “Stephen.”
He walked up to me and said, “Stephen at work?”
I was caught off guard. “Yes…. No, wait, Daddy’s at work!”
I guess I lose…