Father-Daughter Conversations

Upon Slipshod's return home from work at night, when he walks into the kitchen and the girls see him:

The Bug: MAMAMAMAMAMAMA!

Slipshod: Da da da da da da da.

The Bug: (giggles) Mama!

Slipshod: (laughs) No, Dada! Da da da da da.

The Bug: BABABABABA!

Slipshod: Close. DA da da da da. DAda.

The Bug: LALALALALALALALA!

Slipshod: DADA.

The Bug: YAYA!

Slipshod: DADA.

Sweet Pea: DADA!

Slipshod (grinning and tousling Sweet Pea's hair): That's right, one of my girls can say my name!