I can’t say that I’ve been sad about any phases ending. Of course it’s a bit sad when you realize your babies aren’t babies anymore but the next phase is also so exciting and interesting.
My younger sister goes through these phases in life saying “it’s so sad”. Kids starting Kindergarten, “it’s so sad”. Kids going off to high school, “it’s so sad”. Kids graduating high school, “it’s so sad”. I was always like what are you sad about? I don’t get it. It’s exciting and fun.
Myself, I was more than happy to finish high school and get the heck out of there, more than happy to get through college and move up north to begin “real life”.
Something I’m always curious about other people is at what phase in their life does a Bobby become a Bob, a Jimmy turn to just Jim, a Billy just Bill. And if they didn’t morph into the more “adult” versions of their name, then why not?
Why are there some grown men still going by Robby and not Rob?
A coworker’s husband is named Bob but sometimes she calls him Bobby and so I’m never quite sure what I should call him. Is Bobby his pet name or nickname? Should other grownups refer to him as Bob?
Who determines this?
I realize this is kind of banal and Seinfeld-ish but my brain seriously contemplates these things.
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