Last night, Meg walked over to Thomas, who was fixing something under the sink, pointed at his back and said "Dada!" to me, as in "Mama, this guy under our sink? He's my dada!" We were both very excited, even though she's known dada for awhile. She's said dada when he's walked into a room and said dada when she wants him to pick her up. But it was beyond cute when she pointed at him and explained to me who he was.
P.S. I think I'm going to make "Short and sweet" a regular thing - a short post telling a sweet story about Meg.