Gerret has taken to calling Nolan "Nonoy".

Nonoy... beloved name of the past... the name we enjoyed laughing about and reciting....the name he was so proud to bare.  Now... not so much.

Nolan repeatedly scolds Gerret, "No!  My name is not Nonoy, it's Nolan!"

"Don't you know that you used to call yourself Nonoy?" I ask.

"Yeah Mom, but that was when I was a baby.  Now I am a big boy and my name is Nolan."

Sheesh.

He's growing up and he is well aware.  Preschool starts in 5 days and counting.