Katherine has had the “Mommy” and “Daddy” thing down for a while, and even seems to make conscious decisions about which one of us to call under what circumstances, or based on who has been coming in to comfort her most recently.
She also, though, knows how to be egalitarian, and will sometimes say “Mommydaddy!” if she just wants someone to come and rescue her from something, or see something interesting, or just pay attention.
Whilst at KOA this past weekend, she figured out “Nono” for my Dad (the Italian for “Grandpa”). Margie’s father should be “Mor-Far” (“Mother’s Father” in Swedish), but since Katherine’s cousin Nicholas calls him “Far-Far” (“Father’s Father”), that’s what she calls him, too, at the moment.
Actually, calls for “Nono” and “Far-Far” exceeded those for “Nona” and “Mor-Mor.” She knows which of the genders is the most helpless before her.
She also learned to elide them together — “Far-Far-Nono!” — when she just wanted some grandfatherly attention.
Well, we thought it was cute.
Kitten’s down with some sort of bug — bad fever last night, frequent waking between about midnight and 4 a.m. (mostly handled by Margie, handled a few times by me — just a “Hi there” and rub on the back). She was Clingy Girl with Mommy today, but did well at the doctor’s, even with a blood test and a (gak!) catheterization to get a urine sample (there were some signs she might have a urinary tract infection, which it now seems she does not).
She crashed on the sofa when they got home, and around 6 we took her upstairs and plopped her down. I’m “on call” tonight, since I’m home in the morning with her. Hopefully she’s doing better (and I say that for her sake, not just for my convenience).