conversations with a two year old

Dillo: Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mommy.
me: Could you stop saying Mommy?!!??!!!!
(beat)
Dillo: Mommy?
mr. flea and Casper: crack up.

I swear, if I had a nickel for each time he says Mommy, I could bail out Wall Street.