while i take the weekend to decide
which of the many wonderful names that were suggested
(did you really have to give me so many good ones to choose from?
i refuse to revert to eenie-meeny-miney-moe, though i’ve considered it…)
is just the right name to choose
here’s a little story.
one rainy monday morning
the kids and i and gramps made
our monthly trek to a nearby waiting room.
there were new books to read, which my kids spotted right off,
and so we settled in to wait and to soak in the new tales.
this little guy jumped right off the page at me.
so cute. so round. did i say so cute?
i asked the girl at the reception desk,
who is no longer surprised by any of my requests,
if i might have a copy of this page:
and the seed of an idea for the current pattern was sown.
i’ve no memory now of what the book title was,
or even the vaguest notion of the storyline,
but i still have the photocopy.
and soon we’ll all have the mouse itself with its new name firmly in place.
now i head back to considering just which name fits it best…