Today was a beautiful day. Gorgeous. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and only the slightest breeze could be felt.
Apparently, however, the slightest breeze was all it took today:
Ironically, it was only about five minutes before this came down that my mother was standing in approximately this exact location, picking up sticks and looking around to see which trees were dying.
I think we have a candidate here.
Notice how close it fell to the kids’ swing set? The one that my boys play on ALL THE TIME? This is not the first time that a huge branch has come down close to where my kids had just been playing. Last year, a branch the size of a tree landed on the picnic table about fifteen minutes after the kids had been sitting at it. There was no wind that day, either.
On windy days, they aren’t allowed to play anywhere near the woods.
So, the saga of She-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named continues.
What the heck has happened over the past couple of years that Sean and I are suddenly so far on the opposite ends of the baby girl naming spectrum?
I like names that are unique.
He likes names that are traditional.
I like names with spunk.
He likes names that are ultra-girly.
He told me that he likes names that end with the long A sound.
I suggested a few.
He told me that, with long A names, there is a fine line between beautiful and ghet-to.
I suggested not trying to walk that line, then.
Today, I went through the L’s in the baby name book. He turned his nose up at Linley. He said that naming her Lisette would doom her to a lifetime of being called “Lizard” (just like his Grandma Mary—don’t ask). He couldn’t imagine yelling “Lorelei” out the back door when playtime was over, although it might be ok if there was an N at the end (WTH???).
And I pound my head against the cursed book of 100,000 Baby Names—none of which we seem to be able to agree on.
In the end, I take solace in the fact that, when the time comes, I’ll be the one answering the hospital phone and telling the vital statistics employee what to put on the birth certificate. Let’s hope there is a peaceful resolution to this battle before then. Otherwise, you just may witness a coup.