On our way to the mall last night I asked Stella if she knew how to spell her name. Without even missing a beat, she jumped right in:

S – T – E – E – E – L – L – L -L – L – A

Holy crap. In my world, this falls in that horseshoes and hand grenades category. After all, isn’t this how half the people in the world pronounce it? (At least the half whose favorite party trick is to channel Stanley Kowalski?)