Just wanted to remember this conversation between Ryan and me yesterday:
Mom: C'mon hotdog, hurry it up.
Ryan: Mommy, I don't like it when you call me hotdog.
Mom: Why Ryan...it's just a cute nickname. What do you want me to call you?
Ryan: Ryan. Yep, call me Ryan.
Mom: Okay sweetheart.
Ryan: Mommy, I don't like it when you call me sweetheart.
It was just so cute. He's really starting to show preferences and is turning in to such a big boy. I just don't think I can stop calling him by his nicknames so he's up for some disappointment.
(Just for the record, it's not just my nicknames, he is also always telling Grandma that he doesn't like it when she says he looks "sharp!")
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