When it comes to naming their dolls and softies, my children are… lacking. Badoo calls all her dolls “Dolly” and most of her softies are also called “Dolly”. The new doll she recently got for her birthday is called “Other Dolly”.
She is more creative with naming every day objects, however and we still can’t figure out exactly when she started refering to blankets as “pinkies” and why all blankets are called that. She has her very favourite stripey, cotton “pinky” which she likes to sleep with, but you can use a “substitute pinky” if “real pinky” is for some reason lost or unavailable and she can handle it. Just.
Cappers changes the names of her dollies reguarly. She takes ages to decide what to call them and then unleashes a torrent of names that are quickly forgotten and made up again later. So who knows what “Butterfly Butterfly Princess Party Dress” the pink bear will be called in a day or so. I do know that “Sparkle Carla Rainbow Pop” is now known only as “Carla”, making it difficult to explain to people why my daughter’s favourite doll is named after the bairmaid in Cheers.
Maxi-Taxi used to refer to all things by the most obvious thing about them. So we have a bat called “Batty” and an elephant called “Ellie” and a turtle called “Burtle” (but only because he thought all turtles were burtles at the time). The mouse is called “Mousey” and the Lion is called “Liony” and, well… you get the idea.
We’re planning to get chickens in the next month or so. We are eagerly awaiting the arrival of “Silky”, “Fluffy” and “Benjamin”. Yes, Benjamin the chicken. Which seems like a departure from our usual naming conventions, but I believe the child was watching Ben 10 at the time so not such a departure after all. I’m sure the chickens will be so overjoyed to find themselves let loose in their palatial chicken coop that LOML is building* that they won’t mind their uninspiring names one bit.
[Image from birdybrain.com]