On the Naming of Things
Aug. 23rd, 2010 05:24 pmKatie just came up to my office and tried to suggest that we should sneak out and buy her a popsicle without telling Mommy. I told her that would be a bad idea, because Daddy shouldn't keep secrets like that from Mommy. And I told her that we would have custard later after dinner.
"I don't want custard. I want a popsicle."
"Ok, you can have a popsicle after dinner."
"I don't want dinner."
"But we're having pizza. With pepperoni."
"I want a popsicle for dinner."
"You can't have a popsicle for dinner. A popsicle is dessert or a treat."
"I want to call it dinner."
"But we can't do that. That would be like calling you Julie -- you'd still be Katie."
"I want to call it dinner."
"Nope. We can't do that."
She seems somehow unconvinced.
"I don't want custard. I want a popsicle."
"Ok, you can have a popsicle after dinner."
"I don't want dinner."
"But we're having pizza. With pepperoni."
"I want a popsicle for dinner."
"You can't have a popsicle for dinner. A popsicle is dessert or a treat."
"I want to call it dinner."
"But we can't do that. That would be like calling you Julie -- you'd still be Katie."
"I want to call it dinner."
"Nope. We can't do that."
She seems somehow unconvinced.