Honey Bun - originally posted January 10, 2011

One afternoon I called Harold on the phone and left him a message.  When I hung up Peter asked who I was talking to.  “My honey bun!”  I told him.  “Who’s that?”  He wanted to know.  Camilla told him it was Dad and he raised his eyebrows and gave me his “that is so weird” look.  Peter, you know, likes things to be just exactly what they are and to be called what they are.  He never likes me to call him pet names.  He’s just Peter.  But someday I think he will probably like it if the right someone calls him her “honey bun.”