Whose your daddy?

The face of our refridgerator is covered in magnets and pictures. The bottom door (the fridge) is covered by Leap Frog Magnetic Farm animals and multi-colored Fisher Price numbers and letters. The top door (the freezer) is covered with pictures of family members and bulletins and other crap held on by "real" magnets.

Every night, in an effort to help Maxfield remember or know his cousins, I hold him up to the freezer door and we play the "Where is..." game.

"Max, where is Mom Mom?"
He points to Lauren's mom.
"Max, where is Pa?"
He points to my dad.
"Max where is Elvis?"
No we are not related to Elvis. Max points to the Elvis magnet that holds up a greeting card.
"Max where is Marcus?"
He points to the Elvis magnet. He points to Marcus about 50 % of the time. I know he gets confused with the "S" sound at the end.

The other night we are playing this game and I decide to see if knows our animals and us.

"Max where is Luna?"
He points to the dog.
"Max where is Mommy?"
Points to Lauren.
"Where is Daddy?"
Points to Lauren.
"No. I said Daddy. Where is Daddy?"
Points to Lauren.
"Max? Where is DADDY?"
He, again, points to Lauren who is now laughing that nanny-nanny-poo-poo-laugh and Lauren says,

"He thinks I am both, because I DO IT ALL. Heh heh heh."