The other day, I was teaching my son his middle name. He knows his given names (he has two) and his surname by heart, even knows how to spell his full name, so I thought he ought to know about his middle name. After all, that is my father's legacy to me.
So here's the scene. I just revealed his middle name to him. My son looks up to me with mild surprise:
MIGUEL: Mommy, why do I have so many names now?
MOMMY: Baby, that's your middle name.
MIGUEL: What's a middle name?
MOMMY: Your middle name was your Papa's (grandpa's) surname. That was my surname before Daddy and I were married. Now, I use Daddy's surname, and so do you.
MIGUEL: Why isn't it a misname? It's a misname.
This one left me scratching my head. My son has a penchant for coining terms, depending on how he understands the prefix and the suffix. His English is far from perfect but it is a confusing language, after all. My interpretation of "misname" was something like "misspelled", and so I prodded him further:
MOMMY: (confused) You mean it's wrong? No, my surname is correct.
MIGUEL: (exasperated at the stupid mom) NO! I said misname! It's not SIR-name, it should be MISS-name coz you're a girl!
2 comments:
awwww...c'mon! (hands on hips)I can't believe you missed it! It should be miss-name because it used to be your name when you were still a miss, and not a missus. :-)
Or does it say enough about how my mind works? pang-3- year old ba ang utak ko, o pang 33-year old ang utak ni Miguel? which is which? hehehe.
But please tell Miguel that according to Ninang, he is right, and mommy was wrong. haha!
Well, since it's a hypothetical question, then I don't need to answer hahaha! :)
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