Lately we’ve taken to discussing possible names for the upcoming niece/nephew. The Dude seems to hope it’s a boy. I believe he feels outnumbered by the various strong females in the family.
The other day, the Dude suggested “Max” for an upcoming nephew name.
“Why Max?” I asked.
“That’s the name I have in my dreams,” he replied.
“Really, I didn’t know you had a name that you ‘used’ in your dreams,” said I.
Then M chimes in, “Oh yeah, he is always ‘Max’ in his dreams or whenever we are playing make-believe.”
I had no idea. It’s fascinating what goes on in their lives when you’re not around.