My mother said that when I was a little girl I was very gregarious and sweet. Then somewhere between 4 and 14 I was a monster. It worries me when M is being ridiculously sweet, what lies in store.
Today G helped unbuckle her and she said "Oh thank you G. You are the nicest brother ever!"
I don't hesitate to tell M she is the best or my favorite. I just qualify it. "You are the best M ever!"
and "You are my favorite M!" It could be taken to mean that I think she's the best. But what I am actually saying and meaning is that she is the best M. And that is true. So if I can avoid naming my children with repetitive names, they can all be the best G, M, P, T, L, G, J etc....
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