During one of those after-dinner family night reading time, the little boy was chattering away beside me. I wasn’t paying much attention to him as I was so engrossed in my book. Then I heard him ask a question.
Boy: ma, what was grandmommy’s name when she was a little girl?
Me: (not taking my eyes off the book) her name is the same, a person’s name doesn’t change. You’re Jason now, you will still be Jason when you grow up.
Boy: huh? You mean, grandmommy was called grandmommy when she was a little girl?
Friday, April 28, 2006
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