Without A C-lue

(I am four years old. My mother always take me shopping with her. She has a name that can have different spellings. She always tells the cashier that her name is ‘Cathy, with a ‘C’’.)

Mom: “Now, what is your name?”

Me: “Jenny!”

Mom: “And daddy’s name?”

Me: “Bill!”

Mom: “And my name?”

Me: “Cathy Withasee!”