I believe it to be strange that my kids don’t really understand what and why they have a last name. They recognize WILLLIAMS, but often can’t come up with the fact that it’s their last name. Then we move to ZA where it’s called a “surname” instead of “last name” and it’s completely thrown them. Add to the fact that Mac has a nickname, the only name he’s known since birth, and you have a “real name” to remember too. Forget trying to separate the “middle name” from it all, that’s way too much. If you quiz either of them on any of these, you’ll often get a rambling of all their guesses: “Krueger McCain” “Williams” “Kirkland Anne” all spewed out at once.
Today when Mac saw a “W” on something and asked about it, we said it stood for WILLIAMS. Kirkland’s quick reply was, “We’re not Williams anymore, we’re South African!” All I could do was look at Scott, shake my head, and reply, “You have to take this one, I’m out.”
Considering we finally got her through days of the week, I guess it’s not that surprising that she’s unconcerned with her last name. Now, if you ask her the names of ALL her pets (real and stuffed), you’ll get accuracy beyond her years!




