Birthday Time!

Last Friday Nicholas had a birthday party. It was a movie night party, where we ordered pizza and turned on a movie on the big screen, and the kids watch quietly for twenty whole minutes before rushing off and pulling every single toy we own off the shelves.

I knew Nicholas was a popular name - so far every class Nick has been in has had at least one other Nick. When he introduces himself to adults, Nick will say "I'm Nick G. " Using the initial, G. The letter. Because that's how he differentiates himself . I always thought it was a little odd, but that he's get over it.

At his party, during all the chatter of kids with cupcakes and parents chatting, one kid yelled out "Hey! Nick G.'s Mom! Nick wants a juice box!" Everyone laughed, and Steve shouted back "Thanks Nick G.'s friend!" And it was kind of funny, I thought. Especially since Nick O. wasn't at the party.

But then, when Nick was opening gifts, every child pressed their little bodies close to his, shoving their gifts into his hands. "Nick G! Open mine! Nick G! Nick G! This one!"

And that's when I realized - THEY THINK THAT'S HIS NAME! NICKGEE!

Maybe we should have named him Hubert?