One of my better ones ...

You know how sometimes you are just playing around with a song and ... change the lyrics?

Like "She's eating the artichoke-ah" (Instead of "Living La Vida Loca" ... you see where I'm going, right?)

SO ... Bri came over to spend some quality time with yours truly (and thanks be for that! It was fun!) before she had to leave for work. When she was changing into her work clothes, Bucket came up and asked me, "What that lady do?" ("What's she doing in there?")

When Bri came out, we tried to get Bucket to say Bri's name (which Bucket refused to do).

"What's my name? Can you say my name?" Bri cajoled.

DENIED!

And, because my brain makes the strangest connections, I started singing:

"Say my name, say my name

"You're acting kinda of shady,

"Calling me 'that lady ...'"

Yes, I totally did break out in decade-old R&B. And Bri LOVED it.

And I was flattered.

And it was good.

Bucket does this to people, though. If she doesn't know (or want to say) your name, she'll call you that lady/that man/boy/girl.

One that made me laugh was when I took Bruise and Bucket to a little playdate at a friend's house. Her daughter had gotten back from school and saw my daughter.

She ran up to her and exclaimed, "Hi, Bucket!"

Bucket solemnly regarded her and replied, "Hi, girl."

It still makes me laugh. Because it was done SO seriously and with such formality. 

That's my girl.