One of the activities little C-bao enjoyed at the NY holiday party referenced in the last post was a stuffy-making project. She came out of it with this little black bear.
What would you like to name it, C-bao?
"Tony. Tony Chestnut." said C-bao confidently.
Tony, C-bao?
"Tony Chestnut. Chestnut!" insisted C-bao.
Ah, ok. I see. He's nothing without his last name.
A day later, C-bao changed her mind.
"His name is Smokey Dither," she said.
Smokey Ditter?
"No, Dither!" she bellowed.
Where she comes up with these names is anyone's guess. But she sure is certain about them.
What would you like to name it, C-bao?
"Tony. Tony Chestnut." said C-bao confidently.
Tony, C-bao?
"Tony Chestnut. Chestnut!" insisted C-bao.
Ah, ok. I see. He's nothing without his last name.
A day later, C-bao changed her mind.
"His name is Smokey Dither," she said.
Smokey Ditter?
"No, Dither!" she bellowed.
Where she comes up with these names is anyone's guess. But she sure is certain about them.
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