Out of the mouths of babes

Today, Matthew asked to see pictures of himself when he was a baby.  Being the modern mom I am, I couldn't pull out the baby book, I had to open my blog.  As we scrolled through the pictures, right down to the picture of me 9 months pregnant with him, we talked about baby stuff.  He asked if I decided to call him Matthew.  I said yes.

He then asked why we didn't wait for him to grow up so he could tell us his "real" name.  I asked him what his real name was.

His answer?

"I don't know!"

Well, I guess that's why we went with Matthew.