This morning, on the walk into school, Noah told me that he wanted to change his name. I was surprised how much this hurt me --- but your name is great, Noah! I asked him why but he wasn't able to provide an answer. What new name would you want? He said that he'd have whatever name me and mummy wanted him to have. I said that if he really wanted to change his name, he could do this when he was older. Moments later I dropped him at breakfast club, then picked Leo up and ran for the bus -- causing my left knee to 'pop'.
I guess children ask things and say things that rattle parents. I've decided not to get rattled. Who knows, maybe he wants to be renamed Ziggy Stardust which is an even cooler name. Noah had asked me to comb his hair to make him look like a rock star -- actually, his pre-combed hair already has that scruffy-chic quality.
|Breakfast of chimp-ions|