Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Identity Crisis

Last night, we read the story of Rumplestiltskin. As you know, the Queen tries out many different names in order to guess the name of the little man who has a claim to her first-born.

When we finished, Bantam4 sighed, "I want to change my name."

"Oh?" I questioned. "What would you like to change it to?"

He smiled his little boy, heart-melting smile. "Larry." He thought a minute. "Larry Boy."

***

This morning I greeted him, "Good morning, Larry! How are ya?"

He responded, "I changed my name again."

"Oh, what do you want us to call you now?"

"[Bantam4]. I changed my name to [Bantam4]."

***

And it continues:

He just appeared at my elbow, shirt off, like his big brother Bantam10.

"Look at my fat tummy."

"Oh, did you eat all your cereal?"

"Yes, I did. I don't like flat tummies."

"Oh, who has a flat tummy that you don't like?"

"Well, Bantam10 has a flat tummy, and sometimes he can't eat all his cereal."

3 comments:

Islandsparrow said...

Cute!! I remember those little boy heart-melting smiles!

He'll enjoy reading his little boy comments when he's older too. I wish I had written more of them down.

Papa Bear said...

At about the same age, Goldilocks came downstairs one morning and announced, "I'm Spider-Man!"

I said, "Good morning, Spider-Man."
He said, "You can't call me that!"

I guess that's why they call it a secret identity...

Amy said...

Too cute! My 3 yr old boy has named his favorite toy car Larry-Boy. Not sure why! But he'll ask me, "mom, where is my Larry-Boy?" as if we should all know what he means! He hasn't taken to sleeping with it yet!