Once Upon a Time, about 3 months ago,
L: “I’ve been meaning to ask you, which name do you prefer for your son?” (and I’m trying to remember which of the 3 she means and why)
Me: You mean
L: Oh, so he normally goes by
Me: Well, yeah. He goes by
L: So is his name Tyler Timothy, or Timothy Tyler?
Me: Umm, neither. His name is Tyler Scott (more puzzled look, now bordering on concerned)
L: So he’s been telling me to call him Timothy for no reason?
I felt bad for laughing, but at that point a giggle escaped me and it all clicked in place. He has been messing with her brain for three months!
Once Upon a Time, there was a boy named
And do you know what Timothy pulled tonight? He convinced me to take him to a local pizza place for a going away party for his friend that is moving. Except after playing a few video games, it was pretty obvious the “friend” wasn’t really coming.