Doll names
Amy and Michael, through a series of related circumstances are now the proud owners of THREE new dolls. Partly because they already had three dolls to fight over and I figured buy an odd number would now give them an even number of dolls and partly because my reserve was severely impaired after struggling through WalMart.
After bringing the dolls home, they were duly introduced to the other three dolls: Peeka (usual source of most fights), Cherry, and Aaron (girl doll turned into boy doll, see next post). Michael called his new doll "Baby." Amy wanted to call her two new dolls Peeka. I pointed out she already had a Peeka and might get them confused. No problem, she would pick a new name. After mulling it over a few seconds she decided she wanted to call her favorite new baby "Diaper." I tried to remonstrate with her, but she couldn't understand why that's just not an appropriate doll name. I figured I'd let the matter drop and hoped she'd forget. No further reference was made to said name.
Two days later, we have a GI doctor's appointment. After loading and unloading both kids, two of the six dolls, lunch (we had to be there at 12:30), necessary paperwork, and diaper bag I was ready to retreat into a dark corner and vegetate. The kids really were cute, though. Both of them chose to sit on the same chair and play happily with their dollies ALMOST the entire visit (we were there for 2 hours and by the end they were getting a little cranky--but who could blame them by that point). Of course, when you have cute kids, people can't help but fawn over them. Pretty soon, they had drawn an audience of MAs and surgery scheduler. After a few comments like "aren't you cute," and "I like your dress," one of the MAs made the fateful mistake of asking Amy her dolly's name.
"Diaper" was the immediate, unhesitating response.
"No," MA insisted, "What is her NAME?"
"Her name is Diaper," came the confident reply.
I hid my eyes, I couldn't bear to see everyone turn to look at the evil mother who would actually allow her daughter to name a dolly "Diaper."
"That's a really COOL name," crooned the MA. "I'm sure I've never heard anyone else name their dolly that before..." I looked at the lady in disbelief. Seriously, a "cool" name? These MAs in Tennessee are definitely trained in schmoozing....
In the car on the way home, Amy and I discussed other names for her dolly. Her next idea was "Hassle." Guess I can be glad that she's not old enough to have real baby's to name...
After bringing the dolls home, they were duly introduced to the other three dolls: Peeka (usual source of most fights), Cherry, and Aaron (girl doll turned into boy doll, see next post). Michael called his new doll "Baby." Amy wanted to call her two new dolls Peeka. I pointed out she already had a Peeka and might get them confused. No problem, she would pick a new name. After mulling it over a few seconds she decided she wanted to call her favorite new baby "Diaper." I tried to remonstrate with her, but she couldn't understand why that's just not an appropriate doll name. I figured I'd let the matter drop and hoped she'd forget. No further reference was made to said name.
Two days later, we have a GI doctor's appointment. After loading and unloading both kids, two of the six dolls, lunch (we had to be there at 12:30), necessary paperwork, and diaper bag I was ready to retreat into a dark corner and vegetate. The kids really were cute, though. Both of them chose to sit on the same chair and play happily with their dollies ALMOST the entire visit (we were there for 2 hours and by the end they were getting a little cranky--but who could blame them by that point). Of course, when you have cute kids, people can't help but fawn over them. Pretty soon, they had drawn an audience of MAs and surgery scheduler. After a few comments like "aren't you cute," and "I like your dress," one of the MAs made the fateful mistake of asking Amy her dolly's name.
"Diaper" was the immediate, unhesitating response.
"No," MA insisted, "What is her NAME?"
"Her name is Diaper," came the confident reply.
I hid my eyes, I couldn't bear to see everyone turn to look at the evil mother who would actually allow her daughter to name a dolly "Diaper."
"That's a really COOL name," crooned the MA. "I'm sure I've never heard anyone else name their dolly that before..." I looked at the lady in disbelief. Seriously, a "cool" name? These MAs in Tennessee are definitely trained in schmoozing....
In the car on the way home, Amy and I discussed other names for her dolly. Her next idea was "Hassle." Guess I can be glad that she's not old enough to have real baby's to name...
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