Over the holidays, R. took T. to a hallmark and was browsing a rack of pens with people's names on them. They were looking at the T's. R. was slowly scanning from the start of the T's (he's dyslexic, and skipping ahead won't help) when T. reached out and grabbed one. Figuring he'd have to swap it for the correct pen once (if) found, R. looked. Lo and behold, the pen said, "Ted".
Go figure.
