What Am I...Chopped Liver?

So my kid loves his dad.  His face lights up whenever his dad walks into the room.  He brings me pictures of "dad" throughout the day.  He recognizes his voice on the phone and face lights up when he hears it, even if it's just a voicemail.  He runs to the door faster then the dog does when he comes home from work.

What am I?  I'm just the diaper-changer, toy-picker-upper, book-reader, stroller-pusher, massive-hugger...am I bitter that I get no love?  of course.

His first word was "da-da".  His second?  Momma? Uh no, it was "pa-pa". Whom he does not see every single stinkin' day like he does his momma.  He can say his brother & sister's names, choo-choo, outside, more...but Momma?  He refuses.

Let's give him one more try:

This was a few weeks ago, before Christmas.  We have tried and tried to get a 'momma" out of him.  And he finally did it.  When no one was around.  of course.