I was at the playground with Little Z today again, and this little girl about her age- maybe 2.5 years - was carrying around a rag doll. She had been playing near us for some time, and just to be friendly, I asked,
"Does your dolly have a name?"
(This, to me, is a valid question, because Little Z does not name her dolls. She calls them all, "Baby" - except for Pink Monkey, who is, of course, a monkey.) The little girl looked up at me with no trace of a positive emotion and said, in perfectly articulated English,
"Yes, my dolly has a name." She then sauntered off to the slide.