We were en route to ballet class and I said something inconsequential to her. Like, "Okay, Caroline." But it had "Caroline" at the end, and she was not thrilled.
Caroline: Mama, can you please not call me Caroline.
Mama: Uh, okay. What should I call you?
Caroline: I don't know. Sweetiepie or sugar or something like you do.
Mama: [maturely] Why, Caroline? Can you explain, Caroline? Caroline Caroline Caroline.
Caroline: [sigh] Mama, you've gotta stop.
Mama: Okay. Sure. But why?
Caroline: It just makes me worried when you call me by my name.