Today, Becca and I were playing with a broken hula hoop and making letters with them.
“Wow, so many letters we can make. I guess I am the Letterman”, I observed.
“I want to be Letterman”, Becca replied.
“You’re a girl. So, you could be Lettergirl”, I corrected.
To which Becca replied, “I’ll be Letterperson.”
That’s my girl!