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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

An Interview

The other night, I filled out an application for Adam to get his own library card. (Side note: I now know he can't get one because he isn't 5, but that's not relevant to this story.) Here's how the application process went:

Me: What is your name?
Adam: Adam Lawrence Fife

Me: Where do you live?
Adam: At my house.

Me: What is your phone number?
Adam: 49

Me: What's your email address?
Adam: [pause] [pause] Um, I don't know.

Me: What's your mom's maiden name?
Adam: Andrea Fife

I guess we still have some work to do in case he ever gets lost. At least he does know my name.


Fountaine's said...

That is so funny!