We knew when we picked her name that it wasn't the most original one of all time, but I didn't really expect Alexis to have a name twin in her daycare class so soon. Yet, she recently gained one, which has led to a bit of an identity crisis.

Earlier today, just like every day, I was asking Alexis how school was. I go through a whole parade of questions, including "Did anybody go to time out?" I ask that question because it's a good opportunity to talk about why it's not nice to hit, pinch, kick, push, lick, and any of the other things that the kids do to each other that lands them in Toddler Purgatory. Alexis ALWAYS sells out her classmates, and while she's at it, she tattles on herself, too. So, it wasn't really a shock when she said, "Alexis go to time out."

I figured I should clarify whether she meant herself or the other Alexis. "Did you go to time out?" That's when the crisis set in.

"No, Alexis go to time out."

"So, the other Alexis went to time out."

"No, I go to time out."

"Why did you go to time out?"

"Alexis scratched Joe."

"You scratched Joe?"

"No, Alexis scratched Joe."

"Other Alexis scratched Joe?"

"No, Alexis scratched Joe."

"Alexis, were you the one that was mean to Joe?"

"Yes, Alexis was mean."

"You Alexis? Or other Alexis"

"Alexis. Alexis was mean."

And on and on and on. I felt like I was Costello and Abbot was refusing to tell me who was on first. In fact, after 20 minutes of conversation, I still don't actually know who, if anybody, was beating up other kids in daycare today.

Suddenly I understand how it is that people name their kid something like "Apple." Actually, no I don't. Then the identity crisis would be with a piece of fruit.