Peyton and Ella were getting ready for bed a couple of nights ago when Ella made an important life decision.
Ella: "Mommy, I want to switch my name."
Me: "Okay, what do you want it to be?"
Ella: "Hello Kitty. Is that okay?"
Me: "Sure."
Peyton: "That's going to be a long name. I would just stick with Ella."
Ella: "Okay. That's long, so I'll pick Peyton."
Peyton: "No, Ella. You can't borrow my name. Right Mommy?"
Me: "That's true. Only Peyton gets his name."
Ella: "Why? Okay, never mind. All I want to pick is Hello Kitty or Rattlesnake."
Peyton: "Ella, Rattlesnake is too long. And it would be hard to write."
Ella: "Okay. I'll pick Hello Kitty."
Peyton: "Can I call you Kitty for short?"
Ella: "Sure! Sure Peyton! How about Hello Kitty Ruff Ruff?"
Me: "Okay. Why do you want to change your name? You don't like the name Ella anymore?"
Ella: "I do like it, but I just want a change."
Peyton: "Is it because Ella is funny and she's naughty a lot and she cries at the park?"
Ella: "No Peyton! My nickname is going to be Ruff."
Then she left the room to make her big announcement: "Daddy! I'm changing my name to Hello Kitty Ruff!"
The End
And, in related cuteness news, Ella gets sad when Peyton goes to school. She misses him a lot. Last night Peyton borrowed a piece of her stationery, wrote a little note on it, and taped it up on the mirror for her to find in the morning:
I KNOW! ADORABLE!
