Humor | Parenting Would you like some Mama with that whine? 6:15 am: He is stirring. You crack open his door. “Mama?” he asks, his voice eager and hopeful. “Dada,” you say. He cries. 6:16 am: You remove his sleep sack and change his diaper. He treats you like a common stranger, gazes into the mid-distance, and whispers “Mama” 113 times, which is two Mamas more than yesterday, but seven Mamas shy of the record set during her work trip to Atlanta. 6:20 am: In the hallway, he stops at your bedroom door.