My name is Becca.

Post originally written 10/2/09

I woke up this morning to J saying, "Hi. Becca. It's me, J. I'm awake."

I rolled over and said, "What did you say!?"

"Becca. Your name is Becca."

And I bursted out laughing.

I mean, he's right. My name is Becca. Surprise, surprise . But who even calls me that? I honestly could not think of the last time he has heard someone call me that. It doesn't happen often. Some family, and long (LONG) time friends call me that. But for the most part, I'm Taylor.

Plus, since when am I on a first name basis with my three year old?

Either way, for the rest of the day, he has called me Becca.

He thinks he is so funny.

P.S. J got a haircut since those pictures. He no longer looks like a woman-child.

Now he looks more like:

I know.