Still Day 9. It occurred to me yesterday that I need to name the people in my life. I've given my husband and son various different titles. So I think it's time to stick with one name for each. So I therefore dub my husband "Big Mo". Long story short, my 87-year-old granny who lives in Texas has never met my husband and often gets his name confused. In her last letter, she referred to him as "Big Mo". The name is growing on me. My hubby will be thrilled.
I can think of several names to call my son - Crumb-grabber, George (after Curious George, his favorite cartoon), or Job (pronounced Jobe, the Biblical name, and also his innitials). But "Big Mo" and I have called him Little Man since he was born so that seems appropriate. And thus he shall be named.
I'll probably name a few others as they come along. At that time I'll be sure to make the introductions.
Stay tuned!
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