Me: “Great Elf William, will you forgive me if I eat downstairs? I want to do some writing.”
Mago looks confused. “Great Elf William?”
“I gave you that nick-name at my blog. I call you Mago Elf Liam.”
“Oh. . . . Elf?”
I laugh. “It’s kinda silly.”
“So does ‘Mago’ mean ‘Great?”
“Yes.”
Indeed.
(He’s halfway to eight, as I write this.)