We were reading a version of the scriptures for kids, and we came to a description of Jesus's birth: his mother was named Mary.
"Did you know your mama has a name?" I asked.
"Yeah!"
"What's Mama's name?"
"Mama!"
I think he's kind of shaky on the whole "name" thing. He's heard me call for Rachel, and imitated it himself at times. I guess he doesn't really associate it with her as an identifier... just something that whacky Dad yells sometimes when he's looking for Mama.
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