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I call it a rabbit, it's all blue and red and I think it's from Guatemala. Regardless, she's had it for a long time, and recently Evangeline glommed onto it.

She calls it "Rabbi", a name I vehemently oppose for the obvious reason. So when I'm around now she calls it "Rabbie" or "Rat-eye" instead.

Not that these names are much better, but I can't really fathom her carrying around a decidedly non-kosher toy animal, throwing it up into the air, and calling it "Rabbi".

And as I explained my reasoning to her, again, that it's just coincidentally mildly inappropriate, her sister got in on the act.

Ana: It doesn't have to mean that!
Me: Well, it kinda does. There's only one word that sounds like rabbi, and that's rabbi, and...
Ana: It's also a disease!
Me: What? Okay, no, it's not.
Ana: Yes! Rabbis! It's a disease!
Me: Not that it'd be any better if it were a disease, but no. There's no disease "rabbis".
Ana: Yes there is!
Me: They're Jewish people! It's not a sickness!
Ana: Yes it is! You know, rabbis?

As she said the last I glanced over at her, very frustrated at this inanity, to see her waving her hands at her mouth.

Me: No it's - wait. Do you mean rabies?
Ana: RABBIS!
Me: R - a - b - i - e - s is rabies, sweetie.
Ana: Oh. Well, anyway, it doesn't matter!