Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Morning Bird & Medicine Girl

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Jolie believes that everything deserves a name.

Every toy in her room has at some point been assigned one, or several, and what she lacks in creativity she makes up for in consistency. Six of her dolls are referred to as "Baby Jesus."

Once when her friend Gillian was over to play, we overheard the following conversation:


Gillian: Pretend we live all by ourselves

Jolie: Yah. And pretend we have different names

Gillian: Okay. Pretend my name is...Samantha Alexis

Jolie: And pretend my name is...Los Angeles Mexico


Imagine her delight last week when her kindergarten teacher explained the Native American custom of bestowing names based on events and even animals. She came home certain she had been born into the wrong culture.

At her insistence, we have since been referring to her by her proper Native American title. "Morning Bird."





Afraid Leah might feel left out, Morning Bird deliberated rather intensely one afternoon, then formally bestowed her "Medicine Girl."

Medicine Girl comes in peace. As long as you are willing to share your food.




9 comments:

Rileigh said...

those girls never cease to put a smile on my face.

Susan said...

Give my love to Morning Bird, Medicine Girl and White Fang.

Jeannie said...

Is that Leah with a braid wig?? Love their alternate names.

Adria said...

your posts always make my day! your girls are too cute:)

Kristin said...

Medicine Girl? Dare I ask what she may or may not have eaten to have that one bestowed on her? Can they please dress up for dinner tomorrow? Please?

James and Patrice said...

I love it. Tell her Aunt Patrice needs a new name. I want to see what she'll give me. . . hopefully it has nothing to do with poop.

Flem said...

Heh. I love the white euro woman meets Pocahontas.

This is truly a beautiful picture--Happy Thanksgiving!

Courtney Vance said...

I love how children associate things. My 2 year old niece named her baby doll waa waa. Rightfully so I suppose.

Lorie said...

I think I am going to have to start calling her Los Angeles Mexico.

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