With two solid boy's names both Babydaddy and I love, I'm a bit panicked that we only have one solid girl's name. If we have a boy, we'll look him over before deciding which name best suits our son. And if we have a girl, we better hope she fits the name we picked. Otherwise, we're in trouble.
Yesterday, Babydaddy picked me up from work. On the drive home, I mentioned that the baby is now the size of a honeydew melon. We joked about the baby having green-tinged skin like a alien or Bunsen Honeydew, the Muppets character. "What about the name Bunsen?" I asked in jest. That was my first mistake.
Babydaddy: How about the name Bunton?
Me: Bunton?
Babydaddy: Yes!
Me: Bunton Baerbig?
Babydaddy: Yes!
Me: What would the middle name be?
Babydaddy: Bag.
Me: Bunton Bag? Bunton Bag Baerbig?
Babydaddy: Yes!
Me: What would we call the baby for short?
Babydaddy: Bunt.
Me: Bunt? What about Bunbun? Or Bunny!
Babydaddy: No. Bunt.
Me: Ugh.
And that, my friends, is why we don't have a second girl's name. At least he makes me laugh.
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