Scene: the dining room table. Conner is joking about possible names of his future children. (Let’s hope waaaaaaaay in the future…..) Since their last name is Brown, one would need to be careful about choosing a first name.
Conner: “I’m going to name my kid Hash.”
Me: “Ugh! Your father just about drove me crazy, suggesting all sorts of stupid names when I was pregnant with Devin… Hash… Charlie… Buster… Dark… ”
Conner: “OK! That’s what I’m going to do… I’m going to have 3 sons (counting off on his fingers) The first will be Hash, the second will be Dark, and the third is gonna be Buster…”
Devin: “Not if I have kids first.”
I laughed so much at dinner tonight that I wondered if the special blend of spices I used in the tacos had a street value higher than $1.29….