End of an E-ra
Ever since Chandler was old enough to talk, his name for me has been “E”. As far as we could ever tell the name was derived from “DaddEEE.” I’ve always really liked it. It’s feels cool to have a special name. It gives the name more meaning.
Just the other day we noticed that Chandler wasn’t calling me E anymore. This is most likely because he is talking more and more clearly and “daddy” isn’t as hard to say anymore. When this realization set in I was pretty sad. No more cool nickname.
The truth is, his new version of “Daddy” is so cute, I don’t really mind not being called E anymore. I especially like his “NO Daddy!” which is usually caused by me tackling him or tickling him. Chandler is in that stage where “No” is his go to answer. This would be more annoying if it wasn’t so cute.
So anyway, my days of being E are over. But I’m hoping to transition into being called Batman. Fingers crossed.
