A Horse With No Name
16 Mar
And by “horse”, I mean “baby”.
Duh.
Exactly one week from today, The Bee Family (meaning me) will get all jellied up and have a ultrasound wand shoved unceremoniously in to my abdomen to determine if the baby is retarded is a Cletus or a Peaches.
Oh, did I not tell you about “Peaches”?
As you may or may not know, Bee is thoroughly obsessed with dinosaurs. Like, REALLY obsessed. So needless to say, we’ve seen the movie Ice Age 3: Dawn of the Dinosaurs roughly eight billion times.
And that’s being conservative.
In the movie, the mammoths, Manny & Ellie, give birth to a baby mammoth named Peaches. I’m assuming because I look pretty mammothy myself, Bee has decided that our baby shall now be henceforth known as Peaches.
Let’s just say that I’m hoping, for the baby’s sake, that it is a girl because God help the little boy whose big sister calls him “Peaches.”
But at least Bee actually has a name for the baby because her parents? Not so much.
Well, I take that back. *I* have names for the baby, whether a girl or boy.
Mr. Bee, on the other hand, has refused (and I mean, refused) to discuss names until penis or no penis has been determined.
I get his reasoning, but in the last five months, I’ve come up with two very fucking cute names, if I do say so myself. Everyone I tell either loves the names or lies very convincingly. However, Mr. Bee? Again, not so much.
But here’s his reasoning against some of my favorite names:
Annie: His first thought? Little Orphan Annie. Which means that our daughter would be doomed to have a bright red afro and we’d basically be signing our own death warrants because orphan? Hello!
Oliver: His reaction? Oliver Twist. Another poor kid. Who knew Mr. Bee was so materialistic, right?
Finn: Huck Finn? Do we even need to discuss it?
So obviously with that kind of reasoning, how could I possible argue with a crazy person?
Song title: A Horse With No Name by America
Finn, Oliver, and Annie are all ADORABLE! You husband is crazy. I especially love Finn if it is a cletus.
Well – of COURSE I would not suggest this for Baby Peaches, but I am getting a puppy in the next 7 weeks, and my son suggested “Shithead”, so that when people pronounce it (for example, when they call your pet’s name at the vet’s office), we can act incredibly offended and shocked. “What????How..what kind of people do you think we ARE? It’s pronounced Shi-Theed! Oh my GOD”….
I’m with Midori. Can’t beat Shithead. Boy or girl. And, honestly, you’re going to be calling him or her all kinds of horrible names anyway, so why not?
Love the name Oliver…the Hubbs does not. But he says we can use it for the puppy we plan on getting the boy in the future. Nice, huh?