My kids are very funny characters. They have me laughing everyday. Around this house we have a imaginary person. That person’s name is Bob. Bob could be a stuffed toy, a piece of furniture, the snowman the kids made in December, A shoe. You get the picture. Bob is pretty much a catch all name. Nikki started this months ago on a particular funny day. Out of nowhere she just called her hot chocolate Bob. And then she ran into this very funny spontaneous skit all about her new buddy, Bob.
Flash forward to this afternoon. My son was walking toward me holding a gray stuff cat. Now previously this stuffed toy was named, Smokey, by the kids. Dani walked up behind Drew and scooped him up, hugging him and said, “Hi Andrew, Hi Smokey.” (Yeah she talks to inanimate objects, lol) and as if right on cue… in a cute but firmly defiant tone Drew pulled away from her and says, “His name is not Smokey…It’s Bob!” and with a Humph and a giggle.. he was off playing, lol.
I immediately cracked up. I think mostly because of the mater of fact way he made sure Dani was clear on what to call the toy… and also because of all the names he could have come out with… he choose… Bob.