.: “hello. i am chico’s dadda”…
My son has decided that my new name is Dadda (*pronounced: dah-dah) and that this moniker is worthy of being his official first word.
In Ryland’s almost nine months… he has been a quick study of the English language… and has often accidently copied a string of consonants, a stutter of syllables, or a stammer of sounds. But he had yet to purposefully repeat a word, while also attaching meaning and emotion to that word… until last week.
The word “Dadda” has been among the words that Ryland has repeated on accident and said aloud while he was playing or just jabbering… so when we first noticed that he was actually attaching the word “Dadda” to me… (I’m ashamed to admit this) but I was a little skeptical. The “attaching” continued over this past Easter weekend… and I pretended excitement (with a heavy dose of the aforementioned skepticism) while Amanda glowed and cheered for Ryland.
It was yesterday when my son made me a believer… and the phonetic converstion occurred by cellular telephone.
I was working at the church in my office yesterday after our weekly staff meeting, and made a quick call home to check in with my lovely bride. While we were talking about her morning and my morning… we both stopped in silence as we heard Ryland saying “Dah-dah-dah-dah-dah” in the background of our conversation. Amanda broke the three-seconds-of-silence when she said, “You’ll never believe this! Rylz is reaching for the cell phone while he is saying your name! Here… let me put the phone by his ear!” As soon as I heard the “dah-dah’s” getting louder I started talking… “Hey Chico! I love you.”
And that’s when it happened. As soon as Chico heard my voice on the phone, my son then began saying “dah-dah-dah-dah” louder and began waving his hand in the air toward the phone (oh… and did I mention that in addition to the Dadda-speaking… Rylz has begun waving in response to a “hello” and “bye-bye” and “hey”… yep… it’s true… and awesome).
So… in essence, that’s the moment when I converted from being “Ryland’s father” or “Ryland’s dad”… to “Ryland’s Dadda”. And now… please allow me to introduce myself…
Hello. I am Chico’s “Dadda”.
PRESS ON!!!
-Weav
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April 11th, 2007 at 10:21 pm
I never thought that I would be so okay with not hearing Momma first… but i could care less. I am so proud of my son and his Dadda. My boys are totally spectacular! I Love You Both With All of My Heart!!! I am so thankful that I get to be a first-hand witness to this relationship between Chico and Dadda.
April 12th, 2007 at 8:38 am
AWESOME!
April 12th, 2007 at 9:13 am
Woohoo!!!way to go Rylz!!!!
April 12th, 2007 at 6:17 pm
How awesome to hear those “real” words for the first time. They usually say Dadda first and I just don’t understand that? Oh well glad to hear you are all doing so well. I can’t believe how much Rylz has grown up in just a few months. We love you and miss you all.
April 16th, 2007 at 4:19 pm
Dude, that’s awesome. Can’t wait until Caden does more than sleep, eat, and crap.
I’m having trouble believing this though…when halfway through you say “I was working at the church” I really get the idea that this whole post must be fictional.
April 17th, 2007 at 8:39 am
Go RYLAND! Now all that is left is for him to say u-n-c-l-e T!!! Can’t wait to see yall in a couple of weeks!
April 17th, 2007 at 5:22 pm
Doesn’t it make you want to melt? It reminds me of the intimate Abba Father that Jesus used, so close, so unique, so totally one-to-one. It’s pretty cool when no one else in the world can call you “Dadda” and no one else in the world, as I have heard this happened recently, “Mama.” Congratulations on your first time to be called by those endearing words.
April 17th, 2007 at 5:22 pm
Doesn’t it make you want to melt? It reminds me of the intimate Abba Father that Jesus used, so close, so unique, so totally one-to-one. It’s pretty cool when no one else in the world can call you “Dadda” and no one else in the world, as I have heard this happened recently, can call you “Mama.” Congratulations on your first time to be called by those endearing words.
May 2nd, 2007 at 3:10 pm
I loved that story! I was feeling your excitement right along with you! I’ll never forget the first time you said, “Ma Ma”. You got one of the tightest hugs ever and you repeated it over and over because I was soooo excited! We both laughed and laughed!! GOOD MEMORIES! I love you, MOM