Who Am I?

I laid Oni down for her nap when about forty minutes later, I hear her door click open and the pitter-patter of little feet trekking down the hallway. She arrives in the living room and says, "Clare, Clare, I have poo-poos."

I said, "Who is Clare?"

Oni: "I don't know." To which I replied, "Well, my name is Mama." And Oni said, "I have poo-poos."

**The bottom line here is; I don't care what your name is, will you just change my pants, please?