I name things. My cyst, every car we've ever owned, our house plants, the list gets longer, trust me. It just makes things easier for reference, I think. For example, "Could you water Marry, she's looking a little bit thirsty?" or "I'm gonna go stick Sassafras Puddinpants in the sun, he's looking droopy.". Onomatophobia has nothing on me.
My poor teething beauty. Only four molars left. Four molars the size of skyscrapers trying to fit inside a mouth the size of a Bungalow.