She's a Poet But

She doesn't know it. The other day Julia was playing with one of her teddy bears, Squeaky Ben, whom she inherited from her mom. When she told me to put "Keeky Ben" in my lap, I asked, "Remember when you called him Ackack Hen?" She looked at me funny, but then remembered that long-ago pronunciation (from mid-April) and started playing with it: "Ackack Hen! Acka Hen! Unka Hen! Uncle Den! Uncle Dan!" Uncle Dan really exists, so the transition was extra pleasing, meriting a few "Ackack Hen! Uncle Dan!" cycles and then, to cap it off, a shout-out to his better half, "Auntie Beth!"

I only hope this silliness means that the girl is going to love stupid rhymes as much as I do!