That’s OK, String. I don’t care what I’m called, as long as I’m not called out. In fact, I’m used to it – though our mom only had 3 kids, she addressed each of us by the other’s names interchangeably well into adulthood.
That’s OK, String. I don’t care what I’m called, as long as I’m not called out. In fact, I’m used to it – though our mom only had 3 kids, she addressed each of us by the other’s names interchangeably well into adulthood.
My wife does the same with our kids, who have long since left home.
I did it for a year in 2015… not fun, but when I got back I did one trip upriver 1.5 miles, then back… 5 days later did 3 miles upriver then back, …been good for whatever since.