Me: So, do we call this one Epsilon?
Husband: (reprovingly) No. I want there to be some difference made between the kids and the dog.
Me: I’ve already called him Delta three times today.
Husband: (firmly) There needs to be a difference between the kids and the dog.
(cut-scene to evening dinning room)
Me: (settles self with hot drink, prepares to write, turns on Spotify)
Dog: (picks head up, side eyes) Woof.
Me: (looks over) What.
Dog: (deeper) Woof!
Me: Oh, I’m sorry, is my music bothering you? (shuts it off)
Dog: (more side eye, lays back down)
Me: Yeah, you’re Epsilon. I don’t know what Husband was thinking.