We visited Grandma Sunday, and my ten year old was listening in as we discussed the names my daughter and her hubby have chosen for my first ever grand baby --a boy! In a short lull in the conversation, my cute ten year old popped in with the name he wants for his own son someday. Wait for it . . .
"Dude". "Dude, I asked wondering if I heard correctly. "Yeah, Mom, spelled D-O-O-D." Kids, aren't they wonderful!
