My Dumb Davis....

While driving home from Kindergarten today, Morgan was explaining to me a story about her French teacher, "My Dumb Davis." "What?" I asked, over and over. To which an exasperated Morgan continually replied, "My Dumb Davis!" Finally, the slow mommy brain wheels clicked... "Oh, you mean 'Madame Davis.'" It is French class after all! I wonder how many people think Morgan is calling them a slightly endearing (the 'my' part) and a really rude (the 'dumb' part) name, while she is supposed to be studying French... Oh how I love these adventures!