and he wonders

from the backseat I hear a little voice ask
"Mommy what is your name?"
It is so neat that he wonders this out of the blue...
"Christie" I say
"Oh, Christie, I like that name"
"Thanks Bud, I like your name too!"
"Daddy and I got to pick your name!"

So for the first time
this little man
who is so grown up already
says my name
calls me something other than Mommy

and the significance of that
hangs in the air
my baby
becomes a boy
in that moment.



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