Of Mice and Men

Not too long after school started, I noticed something kind of funny and adorable on Michael's homework:

My first response was to laugh out loud at the name which he had inadvertently started identifying himself. Also, I knew it needed to be addressed---it's an important distinction between a C and a K in this case. Our conversation went something like this:

Me: (showing him one of his papers, and pointing to his name) What does this say to you?
Michael: Mike.
Me: I thought that is what you were trying to write. Do you know what this actually says?
Michael: No
Me: It says "mice". It's one of those cases where the C makes an "s" sound. If you want to write Mike, you need to spell it M-I-K-E. Why are you writing Mike? I really don't like Mike. I didn't think you liked Mike either.
Michael: But my name is SO long. 

The next day, I started seeing this:

I pleaded my case about the Mike thing again. "You're Michael, not Mike! Everyone will start calling you Mike if you keep writing your name as Mike. It's only 3 more letters. You need to write Michael."

My brother, McCallan empathized with him on the lots of letters thing. He had to write 8 afterall. 

Michael's such a good boy. I haven't seen Mike for months.