I’ve come to find out during the mountains of paperwork that I’ve had to fill out over the years that my family is odd. When people ask for my kids’ names, if I’ve already given our full name, I only give their first name. Then I get asked for their last name. It’s the same. We all have the same last name. The kids have the same parents (although to look at them, strangers wonder). By NOT being a blended family, we’re now weird. An oddity.
I came from a blended family during a time when most people’s parents were married and stayed married (at least until the kids graduated high school). People always got either my last name, or my mother’s wrong because they’re different. They always have been. I guess we were just ahead of our time.