About once a week, Sage and I have the following exchange:
Eric: "Sage, can you say 'Franklin'?"
Sage: "Kitty."
If it were any other 19-month-old, I'd assume that she simply found "Franklin" impossible to pronounce, with its tough combination of consonants. Evan called him something that sounded like "Plankton" for nearly two years. But Sage has never really had a sense of her own limitations. She is, however, keenly aware of her preferences. I suspect she's trying to rename him.
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