Today I got to laugh at myself...My son and his friend were going out the door, and because our dog just had knee surgery, he must be walked. It freaks him out to be walked in his own backyard, and seemed to be on a pee boycott today.
So as my son and his friend are out the door, I say "Zach, did you take Tess out to pee?"
Both of them look at me, look at each other, look at me again. I say "Well? Did you?"
Z says to me " No, Mom, I did not take Tess out to pee."
I suddenly realized I had done that mom thing -- calling a child or a dog by the wrong name -- at a spectacularly bad moment.
The dog's name is Abe. My daughter's name is Tess. Oops.