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memory loss

As I get older my memory fades.

The worst part is remembering names.

I have three daughters and they all laugh at me.

I should have named them Child one, two and three.

 

 

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40 thoughts on “memory loss

  1. That’s great! My grandmother is like that (I am not assuming ANYTHING about your age, just saying!) and when she wants to get my attention, it usually sounds like “Pat, Chen, Kayla, ah damnit, CHENEY!” Ha!

  2. Nah. Mrs. McCave and George Forman had it right. You’d get them mixed up still. There’s some genetic reason (something about how our kids are all stored in the same region of the brain or something) for why we can’t keep them straight.

  3. Quite Seuss-ian!

  4. Ha ha … I loved the idea about naming children πŸ˜‰

  5. It happens. Don’t pick on yourself. Or, well, at least I won’t … as I’m afflicted with the same problem. And I have a boy, a girl and a CAT!

  6. I went through my childhood being called “BethJoAmy!!!” My brain is like a steel sieve… it leaks info constantly. You’re not alone! Very nicely done for the Trifecta prompt. Peace, Amy
    http://sharplittlepencil.com/2012/09/14/black-sheep-a-tale-of-three-sisters/

  7. debseeman on said:

    Your meter reminds me of Suess and for me, that’s a good thing πŸ™‚

  8. i call them Hey you, what’s your name, and whatever

    i love that picture. They look like babies there.

  9. Hahaha! I’d still mess it up. I have two sons, so I just call them “son”. When they ask which one, I point and say “you”. Eliminates the name problem πŸ™‚

  10. This made me laugh–my grandmother had eleven children, and I could picture her trying to remember what number they were instead of their names!

  11. This really made me laugh. I was AngVicJeanna to my mother when I was growing up.

  12. Haha! Very nicely done both on the challenge and the kids! πŸ˜€

  13. I spent this last week with my mother and I can’t tell you how many times she called me her sister’s name. I’m expecting it to come to me in time too — runs in the family!

  14. I was also reminded of Dr. Seuss. But you could just as easily mix the numbers up too! At age 35, it’s not memory loss, but with three kids, it could be PTSD!

  15. So true… I think the rhyming was great too!

  16. i have three boys… i sometimes get so befuddled calling each one the wrong name that i just call out and point at them – You! Come!
    I like 1, 2 and 3 but they’d fight over who gets 1, thinking they won. πŸ˜‰
    what’s this numbers thing?

  17. Ha! I have one daughter and a dog and I can’t even get their names straight half the time.

  18. haha, that’s so my parents, the worst is when they use one of my brother’s names to refer to me πŸ˜„

  19. With two boys, it’s usually just “Dude” or “Kiddo” in our house. πŸ™‚

  20. You are not old enough yet, Deana. Just wait! You could shave their birth order on their heads like that lady in the news. I goof up with my kids names all the time, Matt I mean Amanda…whoever you are…. And mine are different genders. Oh well, mom’s nuts!

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