Call me Moonsong.

I was telling my husband that when I become a famous skin care mogul and animal activist we’re going to have to change our daughter’s name to Fawn, and I’ll be Moonsong (because these are the kinds of things you think about, right?).

Him: Excuse me?

Me: Don’t worry, you can be Odin, or Thor, or Perriwinkle. Whatever you want.

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