Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Back in February, when my Dad was in town, he took Roan to the Children's Museum and bought him a train from the gift shop. He also bought a gift for Ilan - a train that spelled his name. Except that when you're shopping with a 3-year-old, it's not always easy to focus on things like spelling. Instead of the letters I L A N, he came home with T L O N.
This is just the kind of thing I find hopelessly hilarious. We constantly teased my poor Dad, though in all honesty, the letters I and T looked so similar that nobody noticed at first that he'd bought a T instead of an I. It took a neighbor to point that one out. Of the four letters in his grandson's name, my Dad had got two of them wrong.
Months later, Jay finally exchanged the T and the O for and I and an A. Here is the ILAN train, though we still call it the TLON train.