And You Are...?

Today we had a make-up gymnastics class, so Owen came with us and watched from the sidelines. Ellie seemed very happy to have him there ("Oden - watch THIS!"). The teacher was nice enough to get him a box of cars and trucks, which of course served as a magnet for every little boy in Ellie's class. So now Owen is holding court and the teacher is trying to re-engage the little boys in parachute play. Not happening. At the end we sing the goodbye song and, as we're finishing, one of the Moms says, "oh, don't forget about Jeff" so we all sing goodbye to "Jeff", who turns out to be Owen. I just went along with it; much easier than explaining that his name was obviously lost in translation.