My son the trashman
One of the benefits of living in the country is that we burn our trash. Haden is the one called when it needs burning. At first he was thrilled to get to play with fire. After over a year of being the official-trash-burner the thrill has worn off. He says, "Well at least I can be a trashman when I grow up." Little does he know he's being trained to be a husband.
This is the same kid who plans on naming my grandchildren "What" and "Huh". I believe he said his boy will be "What" and "Huh" is the girl's name. He thinks it will be hilarious when people ask them their names. He envisions the introductions going something like this:
"I'm Paul, what's your name?"
"Huh"
"I asked what your name is?
"Huh"
I've put my vote in for their middle names What Wasithinking and Huh Ididnthearyou. I think he should name one of his daughters Why. Maybe her middle name could be DidIdothis. Now we wait and see if he can find a woman who will agree to these.
He might. Baseball player Casey Daigle found a woman (softball player
Jennie Finch) who let him name their firstborn "Ace." But I do admit that
it'll be harder to sell "What" and "Huh."