The Great Name Debate

The most popular question we get these days is, "Do you have a name picked out yet?"

Yet, as in, "You've been pregnant since April. You surely have a name by now."

The answer is a big fat no. I'm pretty sure our hospital discharge papers will be placed in a pending folder somewhere as we continue to debate our first born's name.

Why is this so difficult?

Because Randy and I have completely (let me emphasize the word COMPLETELY) different ideas. I like very unusual, uncommon names. He likes very common names (and names that are identical to every former annoying student that I taught in the past.)

Just to give you an idea of how are conversations usually go...

P: "Randy, I really like the name 'Landry' for a little girl."
R (with a disgusted face): "You mean, like Landry Jones, the OU quarterback."

Never mind...

That's a no-go. No sooner names here apparently. It's not like we're naming it Stoops. (Man, he's annoying with his visors!)

So we usually don't discuss names. It's a dangerous topic that leaves me feeling defeated.

I came up with a plan. I placed a baby name book on our dining room table. As we're eating, Randy would undoubtedly start flipping through the book, and we can get the discussion going."

Well...I need a new plan. Here's how that went last night during dinner.

What about...
R: "Samson?"
P: "Really?"
R: "He'd be strong. Strong, like bull."

What about...
R: "Zeus?"
P: thinking, "How can that be in the book?"
R: "How cool would that be?"

What about...
R: "Saber? Our kid could be an American Gladiator."

Here's the best one!

What about...
R: "Mack?"
P: "As in Mack Brown? Randy, we don't need to be that fanatical."
R: "It's a cool name."
P: "It's in the phrase, "about to get your mack on."
R: "Oh our boy will be doing that." (with this silly little grin on his face because he must be thinking "like father, like son." PUUHH LEASSEEE!!!!!)

Let me point out three things.
1. The name book apparently was a terrible idea.
2. Randy only seems to be interested in finding a boy name.
3. We only have 12 weeks until I'm full term and have to figure this thing out.

Yikes!