The Bhablet just does not play fair. Ever since he was born and I started talking to him, I repeated in front of him, "Baba... Baba... who do you call? Baba?" I'd go on like this all the time. And sure enough, his first proper word was Baba.
And who does he call when he wakes up crying in the night?
"Emmmm... Ma... Emmm... Ma!"
I just know V taught him this. Else, it's the genes. Either way, they both gang up on me.