Resistance Is Futile

One of the kid shows we enjoy (note the "we") is Jack's Big Music Show on Noggin; the filler is generally hosted by this...well, he's a moose, and I think it's paper cut out animation, if that makes any sense. I mean, it's animated, but it *looks* like paper cut outs. Hard to explain. At any rate, there is a recurring segment where Moose A. Moose discusses names. And asks: "what is YOUR name?". So of course I say "Peabo's Real Name!" and "Bean's Real Name!". And then I said "and Mommy!".

Sigh. It all feels very faintly schizophrenic, particularly since the only other adult in the house by necessity refers to me as Mommy also. Quite honestly, when I hear "Heather" it takes me a moment to realize the speaker is referring to me. I do know this will get exponentially better as the years wear on, but for now, I struggle against assimilation...sort of.