I wonder if she wants to come out.

In the morning, Pidou probably forgot about it and played with me selflessly. Of course, she first pulled a lot of poop into her sleeping bag, and then asked me to go to the gym to play with her. After eating milk at noon, I fell asleep frowning. I guess I remembered this problem, which directly affected my sleep in the afternoon. When I got up, I saw her in grandma's arms, in a daze and confused. It is said that she didn't sleep well in the afternoon. I think she still wants to faint because there are too many names.

Pipou is my name, which they gave me when I was in my mother's belly. My father wanted to call me Doudou, but he found Doudou everywhere. I don't know where they got their inspiration, so they became Pidou. Actually, my parents are choosing names, which is really talented. Of course, they were interesting and didn't tell me the name of the school. I don't want teachers and classmates to laugh at my name. I am very satisfied with this. My name was given by my grandfather. Thank you, my grandfather. I am very satisfied. Men don't leave names. Of course, I am a little girl, so I won't say my name. The point is that my nickname is enough for me to count.

Brother Bao loves to name me. They bought me a swimming pool that day, so I was Philpupi in those days. When I went to the supermarket, I became a fish skin bean. Then one by one, I know my mother's name is Pitou, Xiaodou calls me, and Brother Bao calls me. When I was born, I found that this phenomenon has not been reversed at all, but my names are really increasing. I was actually thinking when I was in a daze, but Brother Bao called me a nerd. My mother said I blushed like an apple, and Brother Bao called me an apple peel, damn it. Grandpa bought me a book about developing left and right brains, which said that he loved Instad. As a result, smelly brother Bao saw it and said, are you little Pistan? I was helpless, because I could only protest, and he basically ignored my actions. For example, when I went to the hospital for a hearing review that day, my mother took a photo of me with wires and patches on it. When I came back, he said, are you an alien skin?

Comparatively speaking, my mother is still stupid and kind, because I am good at nursing and sleeping. She happily calls me Baodou, which is easy to satisfy. If I get up in the middle of the night to nurse, she angrily calls me stinky bean and bites my finger. In fact, she is more poisonous, because she always embellishes the names my father gave me. As soon as I was in a daze, she called me a little bookworm. . . Recently, she was very conscious and gave me all the girls' names, little cow. Because I didn't call her when I peed that day, she laughed at me for being a silly girl. I am not stupid. I feel bad that she just washed my diaper and gave her a break, so ungrateful. That day, my stomach was upset. I always farted, because farting would be twisted, so she called me Xiao Pi twisted bean. Yesterday, she laughed at me with my smelly dad, because my smelly dad called me Xiao Pi when I got up in the morning. . . But my mother woke up that day, because she was afraid that after I went to kindergarten, I would inherit their imaginative naming methods and name my children everywhere, so that the kindergarten teacher could ask the parents to speak. She said she didn't want to go, and let my stinking dad go. Yes, let him go and let the teacher talk about him, haha.

After all, I don't know how many names I have. Well, I don't think I will be as naive as them in the future. I am very helpless. Let's wait until I can speak to turn this situation around.