This is a bizarre, but typical, conversation I recently had with my 4-year-old daughter M- as I was preparing lunch for the kids:
M- (after I'd opened the floor for lunch-plate requests): I want the We-need-the-Pooh plate!
Me (since this wasn't the first time I'd noticed this, I figured I'd ask): Why do you keep calling him "We-need-the-Pooh"?
M- (blankly): Because that's his name.
Me: No, it's "Winnie". "Winnie-the-Pooh."
M-: ...... "Winnie" is a strange name.
You may enjoy my previous M- conversations, (7YO son) D- conversations, and (wife) J- conversations.