The Name Game

DG recently brought home a book of baby names for us to start going through. We've played games going through the alphabet A-Z shouting out boy and girl names. We've also made a list of family names that we would be interested in using. If it were up to me, I'd already have the baby name picked out, boy or girl. But unfortunately, in this thing called marriage, the guy actually gets a say. Even though I'm the one carrying this thing around for 9 months replacing martinis with milk of magnesia. Shouldn't I get like 75% of the say?

Lately, DG has been throwing out 20 names a day just to see if I bite. I think he feels that if he comes up with enough names that I'll eventually get tired out and concede to name our child some crack pot thing he's come up with. He's actually been pushing for a few of the worst lately. I don't know if it is because he's trying to see how far he gets, or whether he feels his ability to be a part of the naming process to be slipping. Either way, I wouldn't even call my dog any of these names. Here are a few of his latest gems. I only wish I could have recorded the actually conversations for the blog.

1. Gunner
DG: Hey Chris, how about Gunner?
Me: (playing along) Gunner?
DG: Yeah, it's such a cool name, all of his buddies would be like Hey, Gunner?
Me: Hmmm...
DG: No really, it's so cool. (10 times)
Me: Oh yeah that would be great, we'll call him Gunner and he'll grow up to be a gay porn star.

2. Esme - I love old names, but it would take her 80 years to grow into it.

3. Slater - Dude, Saved by the Bell Rang and they want their name back.

4. Winthrop - It's so Bostonian. Unfortunately our child will probably never have a trust fund or see the inside of a country club.

5. All things plants or flowers. I'm not even going to list them all here, though they are all very pretty names. I'm just going to say, no. And no weeds either DG.

6. All things Christmas. We all know DG is Mr. Christmas and the baby will be born right around DGs 40th birthday, but we are not naming our child after the month they are born in.

Now perhaps in my pregnant state, I am being unreasonable. When the time comes, maybe I will look into that sweet babies eyes and see that the only possible name that could ever fit that overbite is Winthrop. I won't say never, more like almost never.