I remembered my husband’s passport. The first child was born, he made a record in his passport. The second was also born. The girl spoke about something on the mobile phone, and by mistake, the second child stupidly rewritten from the first. T is. We had two nests. When her husband told her that in vain she thought, as if with the imagination of us tight, for a long time apologized... and sprinkled everything with a blade of white, and the third line entered the correct name. The husband began to be upset, mourning, mourning so in the paper! She said-normal, but then, I do not remember anyone, said to change. It was fun when everyone was asked: why did you mock the middle? My husband replied: He was not my father. He was usually given such a look.