On Tuesday, I got a phone call from the doctor’s office confirming an appointment for Ella.
“Is this the parent or guardian?” they asked.
I confirmed that I indeed was and the nice man on the other end said:
“I’m just calling to confirm his appointment tomorrow at 11:15.”
Oh, little Ella, welcome to a world where half the inhabitants think your (I think very feminine) name is a boy name. It’s a world I’ve lived in a for a long time.