Here is a conversation that you and I had one day as you watched me eat pho.
Marshall: What is that?
Mommy: It’s soup.
Marshall: I don’t like soup.
Mommy: I like soup. Daddy likes soup.
Marshall: Does Livia like soup?
Mommy: I don’t know, but when you were younger you used to eat lentil soup, and you really liked it. But then you stopped eating it.
Marshall: That’s the story of me.
Mommy: That’s one story about you, Marshall. I have many stories about you.
Marshall: You should put them in a book.
Mommy: I already do. I write stories about you and put them in books for you to read when you’re older.
Someday you’ll read this story about how you told me to write stories about you.