Names

Now, with nine kids in the family, remembering all the names correctly is a struggle even for ourselves. The list, from oldest to youngest, goes: Hannah, Lydia, Seth, Eve, Naomi, Miriam, Abigail, Marta, Micah. So when my little brother, Micah, is attempting to address me, he usually ends up going through half the names before he finally settles on mine as the right choice. My mom has developed a nice strategy for calling either Micah or myself. She has just combined our names to make "Marca", so that when she calls this from the other room, we both think it sounds like our name; so we both come to help her pick up her sock that is sitting on the ground right next to her, or some other mundane task that she could probably be doing herself, but instead chooses to inflict on our poor unsuspecting selves. She claims it's for our exercise, but we're still pretty sure she's got ulterior motives.
An interesting fact about our names is that they are all from the Bible...well...except for mine; however, my name, Marta, is just another form for Martha, so technically, I do belong! At least that's what I tell myself.
Well that's all for now!