Cooties?
One of our favorite games is to look for pictures of our kids and kids we know in the local newspaper. This week's paper features a front page image of trio of sisters who are known to us, sitting on Santa's lap.
The eldest girl's name is Norway. She used to play with Emmeline and they've been involved in similar activities, so they're friends. Bonnie has a complete mental block on this girl's name. The other day she said, "Oh, that's the mother of ... uh ... Denmark ..."
"Norway?"
"Yeah, Norway. I knew it was some European country."
Her younger sister's name is Sinead. James and she are in the same kindergarten class. James is still at the stage where girls are strange, alien creatures. He only plays with boys at school.
I showed the picture to James and Emme. "Do you know anyone here?" I asked.
Emme peered at it for a bit and said, "Oh, yeah, that's my friend Norway."
"James, do you see anyone you recognize?"
"Santa," he said to me.
"Anyone else?"
"Sinead," he grudgingly admitted, eventually.