On the phone with my little brother, who is eight:
Ethan: OH. OH. Truth or dare?
Me: Dare.
Ethan: No fair. You're far away.
Me: Truth.
Ethan: What's my middle name?
Me: You don't have one.
Ethan: Yeah but I have a real one now. Like a real one.
Me: Oh a real one? What is it?
Ethan: L.
Me: L?
Ethan: Yeah, L. That's my middle name.
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5 comments:
bahaha whaa??
That's definitely because he thinks my middle name is L hahaha.
Does the L actually stand for anything?
William's is Louis, but I'm pretty sure Ethan thinks middle names are as simple as Ella P. Young (but of course Ella Penelope goes together too well to be shortened).
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