When Adorable Child was 7, she decided she wanted to change her name to Cynthia.
No… we didn’t know anyone with that name. No… it’s not a family name. It just popped out there one day.
She started writing her name as Cynthia on her school papers, and asked everyone to call her by her new name. Her teachers did. Her friends did. Polimom did not (although Dear Husband indulged her one day with a shirt monogrammed with a “C”).
And within six months, the phase had passed.
So this story really made me laugh.
Compared to everything else there is to worry about, Mom and Dad, this isn’t worth losing sleep over — particularly as little Jill or Jack won’t like the name you pick, no matter what it is.
Relax.