The Art of The Third Person

Zoë has taken to referring to herself in the third person.  “Zo Zo wants a drink.”  “Zo Zo went potty.”  “Zo Zo had a good day.”  And the list of third person reference goes on and on.  The first time she did it, I did a double take.  It certainly surprised me.  When I asked her why she was saying “Zo Zo” instead of “I”, she simply replied “because I like to.”

Well, okay then.  I now have a child who talks about them self in 3rd person.  Brings me back to that Seinfeld Episode with Jimmy.  I can at least say it is slightly cuter on a 3-year-old than it is on a grown man.  I can’t imagine where this quirky habit has come from, but it’s been about a week now and has so far stuck.  It is never I and only “Zo Zo.”

I laugh a little inside every time she says it.  Noah looks at her like she’s a little off her rocker; but for now, we are just going with it because she is just so cute.   The “Zo Zo”

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