Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Name Changer

Just now, from across another world (I'm heart-deep in an Abraham Verghese novel, about which more later), I heard the kids cheering their dad on as he got his bike ready for the hour-long ride to work tomorrow. "Go dad, GO~Go dad, GO." I could barely recognize their voices.

Baby A (4) doesn't sound like a baby or a toddler, she sounds like a grown kid.

Li'l A (12) doesn't sound little, and the amusingly high voice he seemed to have inherited from me has faded into a sound that's the drawl of a 24-year-old reddit denizen.

Renaming time. Henceforth, Li'l A is "At" and Baby A is "Nu."

So it is written.


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