Nana sent Titus a fake rubber snake the other day in the mail. After a long conversation about where it came from and that Nana put it in the mailman's hand and the mailman brought it to us, I asked him what the snake's name was. He didn't answer, so I said, "I guess the snake's name is 'Snake' the snake". Brian came home and asked him what the snake's name was. After a bit of thought, he said, "Harry Hat Niner". "What is his name Titus?" "Harry Hat Niner".
So, a week later, the snake's name is still Harry Hat Niner.
Little tid-bits from the daily hum-drum of life ... snippets that would otherwise most likely be forgotten.
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