"Well, I call it funny," said Granny. "You can't tell me that saying all that stuff abhout relatives isn't going funny in the head."
"She didn't say that," said Nanny. "She said she wanted to relate to herself."
"That's what I said," said Granny Weatherwax. "I told her: Simplicity Garlick was your mother, Araminta Garlick was your granny. Yolande Garlick is your aunt, and you're your... you're your me."
She sat back with the satisfied look of someone who has solved everything anyone could ever want to know about a personal identity crisis.