As we were waiting in line at the store a couple of days ago, I turn around to see Abigail and Nathan getting distracted (happens quite frequently actually), so I again casually redirect them with "Abi and Nate, blah, blah, blah, blah" (I'm sure thats what they heard). Well...under her breath I hear, "My name is not Abi." She turns to look at me wondering what I will think of her stern remark to me. I let it slide and ask, "Really. What is your name then?". "It's Abigail." I could not help but bust up laughing. We never intended to start calling her Abi, it just happened, it's quick. Nor have we ever gotten the impression that she cared one way or the other. Later that night at the dinner table I was telling Tory the story and Abigail looks up at us and very princess-like says "On this day, I declare my name to be Abigail." This is so funny to us in more than one way. First of all, who knew she ever thought about her name so seriously? Who new she thought THIS way about her name? And how did she grow up so fast that now she has opinions of her own?
So, for the record, we continue to call her Abigail and Abi and she hasn't said anything else about it. I don't think she cares that much, right now at least. I think I just hit a button on that particular day that rubbed her wrong. Oh, we never cease to be amazed at the things they say. I love this girl!
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Well, she's always looked like and Abigail to me until that picture. That's definitely an Abi. :)
Isaac and Josiah are very adamant about their names not being Ike or Joe. We've never called Josiah "Joe", but some people do and it rubs us all a little wrong. BUT, he did just figure out about a year ago that his name is actually Josiah and not Siah.
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