You never know what you're going to hear when you're driving kids in the car. As you turn the key, you become magically invisible and they talk as if they are alone. And it starts young – even toddlers are not immune.
This was the conversation that I got to overhear as we went to school recently:
"I love the name Stephen Hawking, don't you?" says one first grade twin to his sister.
"Is that what you're going to name your baby?"
"Maybe. Especially if it's a boy. He has ALS, so he is in a wheelchair. He talks with a machine."
"I'm not going to name my baby Stephen Hawking."
"That's ok."
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