I am Mommy, but I am Amber to those who aren't my children. Lately, Skylee has come to realize the fact I, and Trevor, have names other then Mommy and Daddy. Just today we got into the car to go buy diapers and in the back I heard, "Amer, Amer." I looked back just for a second which resulted in "Passy pwease". I could almost cry, from what seemed to me like a curse word coming from her lips. I have tried several approaches, which have obviously been unsuccessful.
I have ignored it, I have told her that I am Mommy and I'm not going to respond to any other name. Even the slightest recognition from us has resulted in a never ending dialog of "Amer or Treber."
According to this article :
This is a way of the child trying to be more like an adult, the way they wear your hat or put on your shoes. Although you shouldn't encourage this behavior don't punish them either.
Love,
Amber
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