Liv's nickname is Pooter or The Pooter. I know this is terrible. I started calling her Pooter for the obvious reason, and after a while, it stuck. I mean it really stuck. I rarely call her by her name, or even by her real nickname--Liv. Now Sean and the whole family call her Pooter. I feel sorry for her, but I am afraid it is too late. She is The Pooter; she will likely remain The Pooter.
Often when I am posting stories about her here, I have had to change "Pooter" to "Liv" because I have been too embarrassed to tell ya'll about this. Well, it's time for The Pooter truth. From now on, if I reference The Pooter, you know who it is.
Whew...I feel so much better now.
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**update**
I just want to point out before anyone else does, that I too had the nickname Pooter at one point in my life. There was an unfortunate incident in science class that was misinterpreted by my friend Steve. He started calling me Pooter and it caught on for a while. I was mortified at first, but eventually learned to except it. As will Liv.
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