That’s right. Drumsy and Sparkle. I don’t know how those names came to be. Only that they involved a sippy cup. And some pictures that were printed on that sippy cup. And Penny and Jesse each choosing which picture they were. And then, somehow, they became:
Jesse, in particular, has been insisting that he be addressed as Drumsy the past few days. That is, when he isn’t insisting we acknowledge him as a baby. When he is a baby, we are to applaud him doing all the things that, interestingly enough, a certain other REAL baby is currently doing in our house. “Look, Mom, the baby is rolling over!” Drumsy will say, as he rolls from side to side. “Look, Mom, the baby is smiling” Drumsy will say as he smiles in what he assumes to be a baby-like manner. And we must all cheer and shout hoorays for baby’s accomplishments.
BUT, back to Drumsy and Sparkle. I was telling Abe that those names sounded like they ought to be part of some story or show: some grand adventure. The Adventures of Drumsy and Sparkle!
Their real adventures today were a little less exciting (and mostly just included some glue and beans and a whole lot of spilled apple juice), but I can not wait for a continuation of the fictional adventures of Drumsy and Sparkle!