your Rodgers

A few days ago, we were upstairs when Rodgers came home. Nate, very excited, yelled "Daddy's home!" He ran up to me, "Your daddy's home!" I said, "No that's not my daddy. That's my Rodgers."

Now, when Nate is talking to me, he clarifies that his daddy is my Rodgers, just in case I didn't make the connection myself.

"My daddy - your Rodgers - is home!"
"Let's follow Daddy. That's your Rodgers, Mama. You follow Rodgers."


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