I went to pick her up today, and they paged Natalie. It usually takes a minute for her to come up to the front, because the big kid area is waaay in the back room. So I'm waiting. And waiting. they page her again. Still no kid. It has been about 5 minutes now. Finally the lady goes back to look for her herself (since she knows who she is/what she looks like, and is thinking maybe there's something else going on that's keeping her back there).
Oh no. She's still playing, and the guy in charge of the 4-7 year olds is in a panic because he can't find a Natalie. Lady is like "that kid there is Natalie." Dude is like, "Really? Natalie? Because she told me her name was Bella, and all the kids here know her as Bella. Well thank god, because I thought I'd lost a kid."
She refused to come forward when paged, because, well, she's now Bella. Apparently, her Queen Bella persona at home (yes, she wants us to call her that) has now expanded to the gym. Yay.