I ran into an old friend at the mall the other day while shopping with my four year old, Emily. My friend was asking her different questions and was amazed how grown up she was.
She was asking her the usual, What’s your name? How old are you? How high can you count? Etc, etc.
Then, she asked what her whole name was. Emily answered, “Emily Moody.”
My friend laughed and ask what her middle name was. Emily stopped a minute and put her finger to her chin and tapped it a couple times and then blurted out, “Little Shit!”
I laughed and bent down so I was at eye level with her and corrected her with, “No, Emily. Your middle name, not your NICKNAME.”