Bean was drinking her juice in the car today as we drove home from the bank. She must have gotten some "down the wrong pipe," because she coughed and sputtered a little bit. I gave my usual response: "You choking a little bit, Bean?"
Bean replied, "I'll be okay, Steve."
"Who's Steve?" I queried.
"I called you Steve," Bean responded.
I chuckled a little bit and said, "I'm not Steve; I'm Mom."
Bean didn't miss a beat. She said, matter-of-factly, "Well, you look like Steve to me!"
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