Monday, October 25, 2010

friends, let's talk baby names

specifically, let's talk about how Chris and I don't have any left.

I suppose I haven't been overly concerned about what we're going to to name this baby because we still don't know what we're having. I don't know, it just lacks urgency. But then this morning I was driving to the dry-cleaners (my life is fascinating) and I began having visions of us in the hospital with no name options agreed upon; and then having to settle for one of Christofer's baby names. People*, I'm not kidding: I about had a panic attack in the car because Christofer has what can only be described as HORRIBLE TASTE IN BABY NAMES.

(I'd like to dedicate that last sentence to everyone out there who has commented or complained that my blog makes Christofer seem like a saint. perhaps he is, perhaps he isn't, but either way: HORRIBLE TASTE IN BABY NAMES.)

*this is how Ivy refers to everyone we see. "it's people!"

To be fair, he believes I am the one with a Total Lack of Taste, but he is wrong, so very very wrong. I have come up two, TWO, totally perfect boy names that I love with a love that will not be extinguished (and no, I'm not going to tell you what they are: the surprise is part of the fun), and also have contributed at least three new and utterly delightful girl names to the pot.

He, on the other hand, has done nothing but shoot down my boy suggestions and refuse to consider girl names at all because "it's a boy."

YOU DON'T KNOW THAT, CHRISTOFER. And don't talk to me about "father's intuition," I am carrying this thing around IN MY WOMB and I don't know what it is. You have a 50/50 chance of being right, that is all.

Where was I? Right. He has also gone ahead and poisoned several of the boys names we could both have lived with, such as George ("We'll call him 'W'!) and Albert ("After Pujols? Awesome.")

His one suggestion, aside from the classic Gunter which he suggests for every baby, boy or girl, is ... wait for it ... Bradley.

WHOA. not going to happen. Maybe it is a perfectly fine name, I wouldn't know because everytime I hear the name Brad, I think of this:
(although, um...maybe only watch the first forty seconds.) (you'll thank me.)

who would do that to a sweet little baby? WHO?


Nama said...

Agreed. Because of this scene (and that movie, actually), naming a child any form of Brad would be nothing short of torture for all involved.

Also, I really want to watch that movie now. It's...complicated.

Adam D said...

First of all, I think you are both a bit unreasonable. Looking at Liz's list of girl names, some are a little weird, but most of them are perfectly good. I especially like Portia (Julius Caesar is my favorite).

Bradley is a great name. It was a bit overused in 80's media. However, I'm unsure of why you wouldn't want to be reminded of that kissing scene. Ooh la la.

Ashley said...

why did/do I like that movie?

kat said...

The moment she puts her hands through his muscle shirt arm holes, THAT's when the name "Brad" becomes inviable.
I think all your children should be named after British royalty so if you and Chris could work towards that end, I think we'll all be very happy.