31 for 21, Zumbo: A Chase Story

Stop me if I've told you this one before:

Last year, Chase's preschool teacher was Mrs. Zumbo.  We loved her.  She was really good, but didn't let Chase get away with anything.  Mrs. Zumbo's assistant was Mrs. Hewitt.  Chase adores her.  He calls her HEWITT.

So, all year long, Chase refused to say Mrs. Zumbo's name.  Conversations would go like this:
Me: Chase, do you want to go see Mrs. Zumbo at school today?
Chase: No, HEWITT.

Me: Chase, did Mrs. Zumbo read you a story today?
Chase: No, HEWITT.

Mrs. Zumbo:  Chase, say Zumbo.
Chase:  No, HEWITT!

What a little turkey, no?

But here's the hysterical part:

This year, he's in a different class, but he still sees Mrs. Zumbo in the hall all the time.  Mrs. Zumbo recently messaged me to tell me that every time he sees her since school began this year, he runs up to her for a hug, yelling, "ZUMBO!!!"

I wonder how long he was planning that joke?