My Child is Parentally Dyslexic.

At first she called me Da Da.  It's her favorite word and easy to say, but when you said where's mommy?

She knew!

Now it all seems disturbingly fuzzy.

The other night she sat with both of us as Brett went back and forth between the mommy and daddy's nose identification check. 

She got us backwards every time!

Brett thinks it because he is Mr. Mom and I am always working.  She sees him cooking and cleaning (Cough, Choke, choke....ok laundry maybe) and she sees me working my tail off every day....

I don't think she understands those type of stereotypes yet, but she is certainly confused!