When Quinn first started talking, I was Mama and Ryan was Dada.  Ryan soon became Daddy but I remained as Mama.  During very urgent situations, like when he needs a refill of milk RIGHT THIS SECOND, we become MamaDaddyMamaDaddyMamaDaddy.  Until yesterday.  All of a sudden, I became Mommy.  And at one point, I was just Mom.  As in “I’m with my friends on the playground and don’t need you at this point so BYE MOM”, which he shouted across the parking lot as I got into my car.  Luckily he went back to calling me Mommy.  I’m not quite ready for being Mom yet- because I feel like once he starts calling me Mom, he’s going to be all grown up.  So I’d like to retain my title of Mommy for a while longer.