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My Name is Pa-Pan. 

Just last night I realized that my almost two-year old son can pronounce a name for each one of us in the house. 

For the longest time, he’s been correctly calling my husband “Papay”. He’s supposed to call me “Mamay”, and our companion in the house as “Manang”. 

During the many times when Papay is not around, the little boy would say some variations of Papay I supposed. These are “Pappa” and many times “Papan”. 

Last night he made it clear to us all. He would hug Manang as he says “Mama”, and then he would tug me and say “Papan”. 

My nickname, which my husband and Manang calls me by, is pronounced similar to “Pan”. That means the child has picked it up and made it into “Papan”, which reasonably matches “Papay”. 

Next time I ‘d know that it’s not his father that he’s calling on, but me. 

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I'm your simple working mom and wife. I blog about everyday things that I come across in this fantastic journey, and I do so for anyone who'd find them interesting, helpful, or entertaining in any way. I'd also want to meet people with the same (and even not so same) interests as mine. It's a short life in a small planet with lots of ups and downs, let's make the most out of it!

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