Out with Mommy

Yesterday, as I was lovingly correcting and consistently redirecting my adorable, yet strong-willed child from taking his milk cup onto the carpet, (for the millionth time I might add), he looked me right in the eyes with a pleading sense of urgency and hollered....

"My-y-y-y-y-y Da-a-a-a-a-ddy"

I guess it's out with Mommy and onto Daddy. So much for being a mama's boy.