There are so many kids in this house it is sometimes hard to keep them all straight. Or in Evie’s case, those who are younger than her are interchangeable minions. We were sitting at the kitchen table one morning while the boys were playing nearby and Evie could see Ollie nearest to us. ”Hey Oddie!” she said and then she asked, “Where’s the other Oddie?” So, now they boys are, more often than not, “Oddie” and “the other Oddie.” Sometimes “Oddie” is the actual Ollie and other times it is Henry “Ree.” If we ask Evie she can correctly identify which boy is which, but who has time for that kinds of pedanticism when cookies, cake and ice cream must be demanded for breakfast? Besides, we all know she means those other children who are less important than her…
One day they will all be fast friends…. in the meantime, here are the ever adorable Oddie and the other Oddie:
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