Monday, 27 June 2011

A rose by any other name

Amie: I want to taste your name.
Me: *blink blink* You want to taste my name?
Amie: Yeah, I don't like it.
Me: *blink blink* Ohhhh, change my name. Uh, okay. What to?
Amie: To...Aunty Cathy! *laughs*
Me: You can't change it to that, that's already Aunty Cathy's name.
Amie: But I like it! It's different.
Me: But she's already using it. You'll need to pick something else.
Amie: Um...Aunty 'Nisey.
Me: Alrighty then.



***

We were playing Mario Kart today, and though she kept coming last, Amie would say "good race!" and give me thumbs up. When I won the first place trophy, she told me she needed to get me something and raced around. She came back with her princess tiara on her pillow, telling me that I had to get married. To her, again, of course. After making sure I had my tiara on, she went off to pick me some more "married flowers" from the yard.

How could I say no to that?

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