The Decision

Cigar smoke drifted
Glasses clinked
Bubbles burst
Pencils scribbled
Mother-in-law glared.

I guess we had had nine months to decide, but you know how it goes – avoiding the issue in the office, at parties, around the family dinner table; ignoring suggestions, lists of worthy aunts, lists of dead saints. We used the, “What’s the point?” argument. “If you don’t know the gender, you can’t fix on the name.” You know, you’ve been there, or you will, one day. Or someone in your family has. Or will.

We should have learnt the first time round.

He and She are both at school now. Mother-in-law continues to glare.

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12 Responses to The Decision

  1. julespaige says:

    I really like this. I’ve been through this twice. And twice more when folks asked me what the grandkids where and who. Not my worry. That’s the parents choice. There is always going to be someone who isn’t happy.

    The best child advice as a Parent I ever got though was…listen, listen, listen… then listen to your own heart and do what you want.

    Cheers, Jules

  2. Elaine McKay says:

    Loved it. Concise writing. Concise choice of names.

  3. emmaleene says:

    Very funny! Bet nobody in school has the same names as them!

  4. Sarah Ann says:

    He and She. Original I suppose, but I think I’m with blasting mother-in-law on this one. Lovely concise tale.

  5. Elaine Peters says:

    Funny! They’d better stop at two because the next one would be called It, then they would run out of ideas! Are you going on Sunday?

  6. SJ O'Hart says:

    He and She are perfectly logical names. 🙂 Great story!

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