We're getting into the second week of Rio refusing to answer to anything but Mater. If you ask her to do anything and say "Rio" she'll promptly say, "I'm Mater. Call me Mater." This extends to play, the telephone, and most recently - the doctor's office. We had to have something checked out so:
nurse: Hi there! You're so pretty. What's your name?
rio: Rio. R.I.O. But call me 'Mater.'
me: Rio, c'mon.
rio: [looking back at nurse] Call me 'Mater' puleeeeease.
This directive is so consistent that Bear and I have actually started correcting ourselves when we let "Rio" slip ...
Yesterday I was on the phone trying to have an important conversation. I was sitting on the floor and desperately trying to keep her occupied by playing 'throw-guy-in-the-air-with-this-expensive-silk-scarf' and she wandered off. She climbed up on a big, puffy green chair. She was jumping around and all of the sudden she was 'whomp!' right on her face on the floor. Carpeted, but still.
me: Jeez Rio! Are you okay?
rio: [croaks] 'Mater.'
There is no doubting her dedication. I only hope this miraculously fades before we send her to the new school next week.....