A few weeks ago, we began using a new laundromat around the corner from our home. Alan and I both went in and introduced ourselves. (I am VERY bad with names). I have to say the name over and over and associate it with some THING, or I'll never remember it.

So the daughter introduces herself. She says "Hi, my name is Carrie Belle". I'm saying over and over to myself "Carrie Belle, Carrie Belle, etc.

The other day I walk in with Alan and we are going to do our wash. I was so proud that I remembered her name.

I walked up to the girl and I said:"I remember, you're CLARABELLE".

She burst out laughing and said; 'No, he's on Howdy Doody".

Alan nearly fell on top of the wash.

lol

Mel

LOL, Melody

Theres a reporter on ABC morning news, named George Snephenopolous (something like that) and that makes me think of Snuffy Snufflupagous from Sesame Street (I watched when my 20 & 22 yr old kids were little. I don't know if Snuffy is still around.)

My son loved Snuffy. He had a little terrycloth blue elephant, he went to bed with that he called Snuffy. (after the Snuffleupagus character).

Sometimes late at night we could here him babbling/talking to Snuffy! (we left a night lite on with some safe things in the crib so he wouldn't wake us up for company....it worked quite well).
Snuffy's trunk got really worn and sad looking eventually!

MrsD my stuffed lion got worn & sad looking. I sucked my thumb & pull out the fur to rub on my nose.