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This fluffy little blue ball is Squiddy Gwiddy Itty Bitty Bitty Bitty Ball. She came home on an art project on Monday from Claire’s Young Preschoolers Class.
That night, Merlin took a liking to Squiddy Gwiddy Itty Bitty Bitty Bitty Ball and rescued her from the paper pumpkin where she was adorned and batted her into Claire’s room.
That’s where Claire found her.
And named her.
And, she didn’t get a short, easy-to-type name. Noooooo…that would be too easy.
And, if you don’t get her full name said correctly the first time, you will be corrected by Claire. Needless to say, I’ve got it memorized.
Squiddy Gwiddy Itty Bitty Bitty Bitty Ball is just lucky Merlin didn’t bat her under the fridge, which is where most everything goes…eventually.
So, even though we’ve only had Squiddy Gwiddy Itty Bitty Bitty Bitty Ball in our charge for a few days, Claire is totally smitten. She goes everywhere with us. She’s a little harder to contain than Baby Piggy, but I’m trying my best.
Thankfully, my jeans have a special pocket designed just for her.
All this time, I thought that little pocket was for coins or something. But, come to think of it, I’ve never used that little pocket until now.
Squiddy Gwiddy Itty Bitty Bitty Bitty Ball went with us yesterday on a playdate, and she peeked out a couple times and even met some of Claire’s friends.
She also went to vote with us. She didn’t get a sticker. It was bigger than she is!
In fact, life is pretty interesting when you have a name bigger than you are.














Hey, my jeans also have a Squiddy Gwiddy Itty Bitty Bitty Bitty Ball pocket! Who knew?
My gosh, that’s a tongue twister, isn’t it?!? Very cute though
I don’t think the size of him madders when it comes to his very long extensive name. I think his name fits him very well, it suits him. How… I am not sure of that, but if a little, almost 3 year old, feels that he can handle a name bigger than he is than his name is perfect!