my full name.

It’s not like I sat him down and said, “My name is. . .” He was just hanging out in the kitchen the other day and rattled off my first and last name. Maybe it’s like when Rose suddenly spouted off our phone number at age three. When I asked her how she knew it, she said, “When you call on the phone for food.” Obviously, I was ordering way too much pizza.

John: And what other birds did we see at the zoo today, David?
David: Thinking about it.

David at the dinner table with a sudden “lmnop”