There are two flavors where we are here in 'Bama...and Mexican ain't one of them. That makes a white looking kid with the middle name of "Pablo" a bit of a standout. Henry has one teacher at school that calls him Henry Pablo and one that straight up calls him Pablo. And no, they aren't Spanish teachers. Even the receptionist at the doctor's office yesterday asked Henry if she could call him Henry Pablo. She was the nicest, roundest African American lady and I am fairly certain she wanted to pick Henry up and put him in her pocket as she said, "ooooohhhh, you and me are gonna be goooood friends, Henry Pablo!".
For a kid who's always called himself a "full-blown Mexican", I guess Henry has finally found people who understand that. Who knew they'd all be here in 'Bama?!
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