I haven't blogged for a while. So, I figured I'd start off with an easy one.
While we were on vacation, Elijah kept telling this story about how his name isn’t Elijah, it’s Johnny. Cuz, you know, his other family named him Johnny. He's 5 years old. (He's really only 4, but he's wanted to be 5 ever since his older siblings were in a class that you had to be 5 to be enrolled in.) His Dad’s name was Sukkah and his mom was Sukkah 2. His mom died and his dad gave him a map to go live with us. Too funny. He goes into all this detail. And he even answers to the name Johnny.
Uncle John came and visited us while we were up there and he just had a heyday with the whole thing. John and Johnny shared a room the night he stayed. And John would just do all kinds of stuff to bug “Johnny” or get him to tell more of his story.
On the way home, we stopped at Taco Bell for dinner. There were highway patrolmen eating there and Elijah wanted to talk to them, but he was too shy to go by himself. Rebekah took him over to say hi. The patrolmen stopped eating, said hi to him and then asked him his name. After a long pause, he said "Johnny". Then they asked how old he was. Another pause and "5". Too funny! I think the kid is starting to believe his own stories. :)