Nicknames

Alice has been making up nicknames for me.  I don’t know why – probably just because it’s silly.  She started calling me Daddy Bunk.  Can’t explain that. Then she started calling me Daddy Cellphone.  OK – guilty as charged, I use my cellph–wait.  See, here’s the problem with Down syndrome.  Alice often has very interesting things to say but we don’t always understand her and have to ask her to repeat herself 3 or 4 times (certainly frustrating for everyone). She was actually calling me Daddy Stefan (which is close enough to Stephen and she probably picked that up from a princess movie).  Too late – I was already calling her Alice Cellphone right back.  So now at unpredictable times you’ll hear exchanges like this:

“Let’s go, Alice.”

“OK, Daddy BUNK

“OK, Alice CELLPHONE”

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