Up until recently, P has been pointing to Notre Dame and calling it "Ma Dame," meaning "My Lady" instead of "Our Lady." It's nice that she considers the church, one of the most famous in the world but also something we can see from the window of our apartment and which is just about literally in our front yard, to be her own personal cathedral. Built and placed there just for her viewing pleasure.
Anthony has a theory that she is confusing Croque Madame, the open-face sandwich of ham and melted cheese with an egg on top (i.e. a Croque Monsieur with egg), with Notre Dame. I think she is just confusing her pronouns "ma" (my) and "notre" (our). In any event, it seems to be working itself out, much like she eventually learned to say her Rs.
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