I was laughing at myself, lying in bed last night…
What if I named my boy something like “Papa Smurf”?
I don’t believe there are any rules against such things.
1 – would I get arrested?
2 – would my boy hate me?
3 – would he inevitably end up a mainstream rapper?
4 – or a favorite ball player (“Babe Ruth” – huh?!)…these things are fun to yell in the stands!
5 – or maybe an accountant with feathered hair living in a cul-de-sac (or a mushroom?) with a slightly overweight wife?
(oh my!)…
“What’s in a name?”
The truth is, we’ll probably end up naming him something like Billy, Bob, or Hank (equally as cruel?)…
Boys names – hmm! It makes me wonder! (tho I have to admit – Billy is cute! come on now!)…
But regardless of all of this – you’ve gotta know – I LOVE my baby!!!
(the little 6 cm of joy floating in ambiotic fluid kickin’ it right now) – I saw him on the scan! – arms behind the head, feet crossed – LAZY BOY style…
mwah!
+ Dirty Kelly Productions 
This is great:) There’s so much in a name. Johnny Cowboy is sounding pretty good! Haa
Well…what is in a name…I love my name, and I think Eyala’s name rocks!! So, am sure we will find the most absolutely perfect name for little aka. johnny cowboy
But – what ever name we pick we will be sure to avoid getting arrested for it.
🙂 Mwaaa
Waaaa!!! I love it!!!! I think Papa Smurf and Papa Darg might get a bit confusing tho… 🙂