“How come we are all Caziers?”
“Remember? When I married Dad, I became a Cazier and then we had kids so your last name is Cazier too. Because we are a family.”
“Well, I’m starting to think of a new name. I’m getting sick of this one.”
(laughing) “What’s wrong with your name?”
“Nothing, I’m just getting sick of it.”
“Well, what are you going to change it to?”
“I don’t know, I’m thinking about it.”
1 comment:
ha ha. Let us know what she comes up with!
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