At the end of the school year, Audrey's school put together a little yearbook with pictures of all of the students and teachers. Audrey became quite consumed by it and flipped through it constantly. There are only about 25 children in her school, so she quickly memorized everyone's names. There are lots of kids in other classrooms in another building that she had quite possibly never even seen before, in addition to her classmates whose last names she never knew.
Anyway, word has made its way back to me that she's getting a big kick out of knowing everyone's full names. She is endlessly fascinated that there is this whole other portion of their names that she had never known. So when she sees someone at school, she addresses them with their names exactly as they appear in the yearbook.
"Hello, Aidan Carlisle."
"Hello, Jill Buckley, Associate Behavior Analyst."
Then she started spelling everyone's names.
"Hello, Aidan. A-I-D-A-N. Carlisle. C-A-R-L-I-S-L-E.
I was particularly proud when she mastered her Indian friend's last name. S-I-T-A-B-K-H-A-N. Too bad we don't know any Samoans.
OK, so this was cute for about a day, but now she has become obsessed with it and asks everyone their last names. Yesterday we were at a park and a little girl wandered over towards Audrey. "What is your last name?" is sort of a creepy conversation starter when you don't even know their first name. I intervened and we found out that the girl's name was Abby. But Audrey was hellbent on finding out her last name, so she went to work on the mother.
Audrey: "What is your last name?"
Abby's mother: "Pardon?"
Audrey: "Pardon. P-A-R-D-O-N."