something to honk about
We were sitting around the dinner table tonight talking about names. Some people don’t have middle names; some people have two middle names, or two first names. Some people only have one name, like Cher, or this guy I used to work for called Roger. My kids began to tell us what they would name their own children some day. And my nine year old says that he only wants two kids, no more than that.
My husband says,
“Just so you know, it won’t be your choice. It will be your wife’s.”