Demeter smiled sweetly, "Look at you. Knee high by July."
Her son did not answer.
For he was simply an ear of corn.
"But, oh," Demeter cooed softly, "you're so much more." Demeter motioned to her son. "I claim him as my own."
Zeus rolled his eyes. Here we go again. "What's his name?" he asked tentatively.
Demeter looked at her son expectantly. But he did not answer. Despite his sentience, he was still just an ear of corn.
Demeter cleared her throat to break the awkward silence, "Maizeson."
"Excuse me."
"His name is Maizeson."
Maizeson "smiled".
