Yeah. [Large sigh, she loves you Papa. She leans her cheek against the back of his head and takes a breath-- a breath you'd recognize if you were her dad-- that signifies she's about to go on a long tangent again. She's prone to those. You'll realize soon.]
Well, you and mom had other kids first. But it was my sisters, they're twins, and so you didn't name them James but then my brother came along and you didn't name him James either. Because mom said that it was kind of stupid... and sexist? To reserve the name for the first boy, when you'd already had two girls, so he got to be Alex. But then finally I got to have the name James in my name because well... you guys wanted to make sure it passed along in the end. And you only had girls after him. I don't mind it though. I wouldn't have minded it if was my first name instead of Evelyn, too. Everybody's used to it. But I broke Peter Johnson's nose for making fun of it the first day of school. He was a stupid jerk. Nobody made fun of me after that.
[...] You don't know who Peter Johnson is, do you.