Eva is starting to talk. Mostly some version of “ay”, and it’s encouraging. It’s also the start of the “Great Name Race”, who will she call for first? Will it be mommy or daddy? The stakes are nothing more that being the most favorite parent, and a gift card to Chipotle. (ok, so neither of those are quite true, but let’s pretend).
Going for daddy is the fact it’s easier to say “da” than “ma”. Going for mommy is that she’s more often the favorite parent (Eva definately has days where she is a mommy’s girl and others where she is a daddy’s girl), and mommy got her first laugh over the weekend. Daddy has been working her since day one, pointing to her and saying “Eva”, pointing to himself and saying “daddy”. Mommy’s more in touch with her, and knows when the learning moments are.
There are fair play rules to follow. First, you have to start calling each other correctly. There is no Steph, only mommy. This is a hard rule to follow, as she’s been Steph to me for 16 years now. (If Steph and I had a child after we first started dating, they would be a freshman this year, and this post would have been about how they wanted a car.) Second, you can’t discourage Eva’s efforts. If I’m playing with her, and the “em”, “mmm”, “mahs” start to come out, you have to be happy and encourage it. Third, no lying if you hear it, and it’s not you. Forth, dada and mama count.
Vegas has released their odds :
Daddy : 2 to 1
Mommy : 3 to 1
Eva : 3 to 1
Doggie : 4 to 1
Quinton : 10 to 1
Mauer : 20 to 1
“Stupid Vikings” : 25 to 1 (depending on if she waits until football season)
Let the race begin….