Saturday, July 24, 2010

Mommy Brain

Tonight at church someone was admiring Baby Bro and asked me his name.
Without thinking, I said, "H."
About 10 seconds latter, I started laughing as it dawned on me that I told her the wrong name.
I turned back around and said, "That is my oldest's name.  This little guy is Baby Bro."

I remember being called my sisters name (and at times my brother's name) all of my life.  I told myself that I would never do that to my kids.  Well, never say never : )

If it is redeeming at all, Baby Bro does look a lot like H did as a baby.


  1. Oh, don't worry, I have 6 children and it is amazing that they know their own names as many times as I call them by each others' names.

  2. Our neighbor's little girl is 2 and for awhile she thought her name was "the baby." :)



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