Daddy. Daddy. Steve!

So, Haley has the habit of trying to get us to get her milk cup from her after she's done with it. Which we not so wisely do - we usually, not always, but usually get the cup and take it to the sink. We do realize that she should do this herself, but whatever....she's rotten and we realize that too. The other night, I was in the kitchen doing something, Haley was on the couch with her cup of milk and Steve was sitting in the living room. I hear Haley say Daddy. (no response) Daddy. (no response) - then a little louder I hear.....STEVE! she has finished her milk and since she couldn't get his attention with Daddy (because he was so engrossed in something on TV) she tried that other name some people call him. I walked in there and could barely hold it together, and at the same time STEVE! had gotten Daddy's full attention and we just looked at each other in total disbelief. It was the funniest thing that she's done in a long time, definitely one I wanted to write about so I wouldn't forget. Needless to say, she's used it for a few other things since then, the most recent - she was in the tub, and wanted Steve to get her out. That kid cracks me up.