Saturday, June 11, 2005

And they chose to call me "You"

Annabel thinks her name is "You". Yesterday she put her hand on Kristin's knee and said "Momma", then put her hand on my knee and said "Dadda", then put her hand on her chest and proudly said "You".

How can you blame her? Everyone she every sees refers to her that way. "How have you been", "What are you doing?", "Good for you!".

Its so funny!

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