No, I Tornado S.

Tornado S doesn’t like picking Tornado E up from school.  I think he thinks we can just leave him there.  It’s a nice thought some days.  As I convinced Tornado S into a jacket, out of the house, and into his car seat, I chatted.

Me: Now, we’ll get Tornado E, baby.

Tornado S: I not baby!  I a big boy!

Me: Yes, you are!  And soon you’ll be a big brother too.  Would you like to be a big brother?

Tornado S: I no big brother!  I Tornado S!

Well, put.

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The Renaming

Tornado E: I think I want to name Tornado S.

Me: What?

Tornado E: I want to name Tornado S.

Me: He already has a name.  It’s Tornado S.

Tornado E: He needs a new name.  I’m going to call him Falleif.

Me: What?  No.

Tornado E: Falleif!  Let’s play cars.

Me: We’re not naming your brother Falleif.

Tornado E: Falleif, do you want juice?

Me: Tornado S, do you want juice.

Tornado S: Please juice!

Me: See.  He’s name is Tornado S.

Tornado E: I’m still going to call him Falleif.

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