My parents have always had a tendency to call Mikey "The Prince". When they were here in April they extended their nickname to "Mikey, The Prince of Waltham". Whatever the "Prince of Waltham" wanted, Grandma and Grandpa did for him in a heartbeat.
The other night at dinner I was quizzing Mikey with some simple questions before his pediatrician appointment in the morning (you know, just in case she asked, I wanted to make sure we were prepared).
Me: "What is your name?"
Mikey: "Mikey A-ba-ba"
Me: "How old are you?"
Mikey" "Four" (the answer he ALWAYS gives)
Me: "No, you're THREE!"
Mikey: "THREE!"
Me: "What town do you live in?"
Mikey: (blank stare)
Me: "We live in Waltham"
Mikey: "Mikey is the PRINCE OF WALTHAM!"
What have we started?!?!?!
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