Rubber Sandwich, This is Night Hawk. Come in, Rubber Sandwich
Leave it to Todd to give our nieces and nephews secret agent code names. Back in June, 7 of our nieces and nephews invaded our house. On the Sunday morning of that weekend only 4 of the 7 were left. No, we didn’t sell them on the black market. They went home with their parents.
We took the remaining 4 geocaching on that Sunday morning. Todd decided on the way there that because we were going on a secret mission, we needed to have code names. He left them to pick out the perfect code name. Spencer, 11, named himself “Night Hawk” while Rachael, 15, named herself “Rubber Sandwich.” I let Cassidy, 5, a.k.a. “Rainbow” name me. She thought about it for a few seconds and promptly christened me “Beautiful.” She is still my favorite to this day.
My sister reports that my crack team of secret agents is still living incognito, even though the mission has long been over. All she hears at home are conversations between Night Hawk and Rubber Sandwich.
One night they all went out as a family with my sister’s boyfriend and his two sons. One of boyfriend’s sons is also named Spencer. They met a woman who asked my nephew, “So, you’re named Spencer, and he’s named Spencer. Does it get confusing with two Spencers around? Do they call you Spence to tell you apart?”
He replied, “No. They call me Night Hawk.”
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4 Comments:
"They call me Night Hawk.". So. Good.
I love this story. Kids come up with the best stuff.
Dude, that is awesome. :D
You guys, I crack up over this story every time I think about it. I just spent the weekend with Night Hawk, Rubber Sandwich, Rainbow and I am a lousy aunt b/c I forgot Maddie's code name.
And I am so sad that they all went home last night
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