This morning I was in the living room and heard the husband sternly admonishing Kittyboy for something - then a toddler's outraged bellow, followed by Kittyboy charging into the living room looking most indignant and headed straight for me. Husband hollered that our son had been dunking toys in the cats' water, for which they had been confiscated.
Kittyboy didn't feel that was the whole story, and protested "Ndadndy! Ndadndy! Ndadndy! Ndadndy!" rather heatedly.
I asked, "Daddy what?" just to see what else he'd "say", because Mama and Daddy are his only spoken words right now.
And in toddlerese, that was DEVASTATING criticism, I'm sure!