A just-concluded two-part conversation with Julia.
"Daddy, I don't like when you call me 'Julia Charlotte.'"
Me: "Okay, honey, I won't call you that. Can I call you 'Buzzer'?" (This is an old, inexplicable nickname I've always had for her.)
Julia: "Yes, you can call me 'Buzzer.'"
Me: "Even when you're a teenager and listening to strange music with your friends and I yell, 'Buzzer, turn down that music!'?"
Julia: "Yes, that would be okay."
Later, she finds her mother. "Mama, I don't like it when Daddy calls me 'Julia Charlotte' and I won't like it when I'm a teenager and he calls me 'Buzzer.' It hurts my feelings."
Shannon: "Okay, honey. But you won't be a teenager for ten more years, so let's worry about it later."
Julia: "Okay, I will."