Rachel was good at naming things when she was little. When she was about two and a half, my dad ansd step-mom gave her a stuffed Dalmatian dog. Rachel told me that the dog's name was Squatchspot. "Squatchspot?" I said, "That's a funny name." She thought for a minute and then said, "I don't think it's funny. It doesn't make me laugh."
And a year or so later she and I were playing Bert and Ernie. (Rachel always got to be Ernie.)
"Look, Bert," she said, "I got you a puppy."
"Thanks, Ernie," I said, "What's his name?"
"Allan," she said, "Allan in Wonderland."