This morning when I picked Dean up from Preschool, Ms. Marie (the office manager) said, "Dean told me he wished his name was David." I knew exactly where that came from, but I thought it was funny he was still hanging on to it. Last Thursday he had a "getting to know you" sheet that asked his full name and why he was named that. Then the last question was, "If you could change your name, what name would you choose?" He immediately came up with David. (I think it's because his cousin had a mii on our wii that Dean used to play pretty regularly.)
I didn't say anything about it to Dean, but later this afternoon he said, "Ms. Marie didn't want to call me David." "Well, your name is Dean, not David." "No. I changed my name to David."
HAHA.
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My nephew did something similar when he started preschool last week. His name is Henry, but for some reason he introduced himself as Hank. No one but his Grandma calls him Hank, and even then it's only rarely. But apparently he likes it. And it has stuck. Everyone at school calls him Hank now. Ha! (Now my brother is starting to worry that he'll grow up to be either a Nascar driver or a country music star.)
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