Every week of the summer you have been babysitting a little girl for a single father. As the days progressively get colder and last day of college was just around the corner, You're both at the park as you push the little girl on the swings. Her little feet dangle as she swings them around. Then, Someone from the distance caught her attention.

"Dada!" She exclaims. You carefully stop the swing and lift her out gently and place her down so she can run to her father. You follow behind her when she grabs your hand. She intertwines them with Mark's and giggles.

She points at Mark. "Dada." Her finger than points to you.

"Mama."