That’s the word of the day.

Shake ‘N’ Bake has been saying it for days but I mistook her Babyish for “Dad”.  She’s got “Dada” down pretty well and so whenever I heard “Dat” I would shake my head and tell her, “Dada’s at work.  I’m Mama.”

Today she sat on the floor shaking her little musical TV remote up and down repeating, “Dat! Dat! Dat!” and it dawned on me that it wasn’t “Dad” but “dance”.  Whenever music plays, Mr. H and I will clap and say, “Dance! Dance! Dance!” but it seems she’s associated the word with, “Play me some music, Woman!”