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:
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.
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...
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!
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