It was our first trip to the pediatrician’s office. Tony and I had successfully filled out the seemingly
endless piles of paperwork, and were relaxing with a (momentarily asleep) newborn Leon.
The pediatrician enters the waiting room with an obviously confused look on her face…
“Leno… Leno Sidan?”
Clearly, despite thinking we had found the perfect name, one
that couldn’t possibly produce any awkward nicknames, we were proven wrong...
... on day 2.
Well played, World. Well played.
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