Asha: Are you going to tell them I'm your son?
Me: You're not my son.
Asha: (Looks at me very confused.)
Me: You're not my son, you're my... (Pausing for her to fill in with....)
Asha: Honey?
Me: (Smiling) Well, yes, but... (Let's try this another way.) Boys are sons and girls are...
Asha: Honeys! (What? No!)
Ethan: Sisters!!
Me: No, she's your sister but she's my... (Looking at Asha and pausing for her to say...)
Asha: Brother.
Me: (Staring at her blankly for a moment... )
Asha: Husband?
Me: uh... (Really?)
Asha: Honey!
(It is now that I realize just how much I call her that.)
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