Friday, November 25, 2011


It was Monday morning.

I was in the kitchen with Megan.

Henry was at the other end of the house when I thought of something I needed to tell him.

Me: Henry!!

No response.

Megan: Why do you call him 'Henry'?

Me: Because that's his name. Why, what should I call him?

Megan: Spike.

Me willing to try anything: Spike!!

No response.

Megan: He can't hear you because he's shaving.

Later that morning ...

Me: Just so you know, I'll be calling you 'Spike' from now on.

Henry: Oh?

Me: Yeah, Megan didn't think 'Henry' was workin', so she suggested 'Spike'. Just wanted to let you know so that you can respond the next time you're called.

Henry: Got it.

I know, the likeness is eerie.

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