What's YOUR name?

Right after church, we were approach by a nice friendly lady, declaring what a lovely family we were. She then asked our children's names. So I looked at Domu and asked him: "What's your name?"

Going beyond the requirements of the Geneva Convention, where prisoners are required to give out only their names, Domu remained embarassingly quiet. So I looked at Pia, our wonderfully outspoken daughter. Sadly, she took was struck by instant amnesia. I thought of asking Sammy -- maybe HE knows his name.

Determined to never let that happen again, that night I practiced the
children:

Me: Domu, what's you full name?

Domu: <gave out his full name>

Me: Pia, what's your full name?

Pia: <gave out her full name>

Pia: Daddy, what's your foolish name?