D 9 1 8

Today in the car Hannah was pretending to spell things. She started to spell her name (and she really only knows that it starts with an H), when I interrupted to help her. "No mom," she said. "I'm telling you!" And thus, the following ensued:

Hannah: My name has 2 Ds.

Me: No, it doesn't.

Hannah: Yes, it does. I usually start with D. Like Daddy. Okay, it just has one. It's D 9 1 8.

Me: That's how you spell it?

Hannah: Yes. It has numbers. It used to have numbers, but then I took them out because I didn't like numbers in it. I pressed a button and then they fell off. That's how you get rid of the numbers. But sometimes there's tape and they're stuck. Like a sticker.

There was more. And I wish I could remember it. I wish I had tape recorded the whole conversation because I'm not doing it justice at all. Regardless, it was highly entertaining - her logic and her imagination always intrigue me!