Writing names

We named our first son Pierson. When my dad heard the name for the first time, he said 'what the hell are you doing to that kid? He will never be able to write his name with all those letters.' Coming from someone named 'Joe' he had a very valid point. I laughed and life moved forward.

Fast forward to Pierson's preschool days last year. They were teaching the kids to write their names. One week after my dad died suddenly, we had a scheduled parent conference with the teachers. I really wasn't up for going for obvious reasons but knew we had to keep moving. We were sitting in the conference when the teacher said, 'Pierson is having trouble writing his name!' Immediately thinking of my late dad, I burst out crying and the teachers aide gently touched my arm and said, 'It's okay, he's 4. Several of the kids are struggling with their names!'

The other day, P handed me a piece of paper with his name spelled out across the middle. I was so proud and would have loved to have called my dad and shared the moment. Yipppppeeee Pierson....moving on to the 8 letters in your last name!!! (Dad only had 3 in his last name!)





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