This is a fairly geographically specific post…but maybe some of you will get a chuckle out of it anyway. 
Here’s the deal. We’ve been attending a local church, where we have been reached out to in some very tangible and loving ways. We’re the largest family in the congregation, by far, so I understand that sometimes we are hard to keep track of. You guys are AWESOME!* You try SO VALIANTLY to remember our names.
But, just…for the record….(Pastor Matt, Pastor Corey, Pastor Jeff and Pastor Curt.)
We have a Jake, a Nick, an Emily, a Julia…(let’s see here, who else? Let me count….let me grab a calculator…) A Josiah, a Samuel, a Benjamin (who is screaming right now…) and a Mariam!
*We have NO Brenden, no Seth, and no Zach.
Thank you, very much.
April 3, 2008 at 2:47 am |
Very, very funny. We attended the same church for 13 years and our children were born during that time, added one-by-one. Still people could not remember their names! We would have someone nearly every Sunday say, “Now tell me again. What are your boys’ names and which one is which?”
And some people there think our Griffin is named Griffith.
Oh well . . . sometimes I call them by the wrong names.
April 3, 2008 at 3:43 am |
There were only 3 of us and when I was about 10, one of the young college kids from church asked me “which one are you?” I told him, “I’m Brenda.”
“Are you in the middle?”
“No, I’m the youngest.”
“And T is the oldest, right?”
“Right, and D is the middle.”
“Well, then what about….wait. There are only 3 of you? I thought there were four. No wonder I never could keep you all straight!”
April 3, 2008 at 11:14 am |
you should name a pet one of the names they “suggest”….. competely confuse them…
April 4, 2008 at 3:42 am |
But I thought every big family had a Seth? Isn’t that some kind of rule?