I think I need to start referring to my darling husband as Daddy from now on. The other day we were in Target and Alex and I get separated from Mike. I started going up and down the aisles shouting "Miiike!?!" and Alex joined right in. He doesn't quite get the M in there, though. So I would shout "Mike!?" and he would echo "iiiiike?" Then of course, I would say "that's 'Daddy' to you!" Alex's response? "Daddy! Ike!" It's hard to be to stern about it when I am cracking up so hard.