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Monday, May 7, 2012

Keeping it simple


Things have become way too complicated around here.

First of all, we have more children than I have brain cells, so I can't always remember their names. Joshua (Master7) becomes Geoffrey (Master20), Geoffrey becomes Shane (my brother) and Grace (Miss8) becomes Mishaela (Miss17) and Mishaela calls herself Mishi, which I refuse to do - although I have been known to rattle off Mishtake to rile her up. 

But my worst trouble has been with our youngest. I'm especially forgetful when it comes to our youngest three. Why did we make them all end in an 'ee' sound?

I'm so bad at getting their names right Miss2 now answers better to Mosophie than Sophie because I always go to say Molly (Miss5) then change halfway through. We also have a Molemily (Molly and Miss0, Emily), cause I don't like to play favourites.

"Why don't you just call all three of them Sophemolly?" a friend suggested today when I was explaining the difficulties I was having. There was a moments silence while I weighed up the arguments for and against. 

Who am I kidding? There are no arguments against this: it's brilliant!

"This will work!" I explained to Tracey when I arrived home. "We go from seven names to three! We'll have Sophemolly, Joffua, and Gracaela!"

"And they can combine our names too," suggested Tracey, although I don't think she was feeling it. But I was in the zone.

"Brilliant! Cause they're always getting confused and calling me mum anyway. What do you think? Mud? Dam?

"I think we go with something in keeping with the spirit of the whole idea," said Tracey. 

"Mad?"

"Dum."




1 comment:

Anonymous said...

oh i love it

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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.

 

His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).

 

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