What's in a name?

When I was pregnant with Buddy, it took Hubby and I one night with "the name book" to pick out the only buy and girl names we actually liked.

No so this time around.

I think we have gotten into more arguments about names than I can count. Why is it so difficult for two people to pick out a stinking name?? It really shouldn't be that hard. And, it wouldn't be, if he would just agree with me for once, instead of insisting that we should name a boy "Lofa" after the Seahawks player. I mean really. A name that rhymes with Sofa? I think NOT!! Stupid, if you ask me. I will not name my kid after a football player. I refuse.

So finally, the other night we find a boy's name that we can agree on (NO, it's NOT Lofa). It actually happens to be a name I suggested a long time ago and Hubby nixed. But now that HE brought it up, its the greatest name on earth. Whatever, at least it's not Lofa. Then comes the worst part. As if picking a first name wasn't bad enough, we've got to choose a middle name. Mind you, it has to be a family name, and apparently it's a "dumb" idea to use our names as middle names, huh?!? Oh, then you need to add to it that Buddy has the middle name of one of my grandparents (which HUBBY chose, by the way), so apparently now it HAS to be someone from his family. Let me tell you, we've got some pretty bad names to choose from. So, then when I suggest using a name from my family if its a girl, he throws a fit becuase BUDDY has my family name already. I said, "no way! If Buddy had been a girl, you wanted her named after your grandma, but he wasn't. That's not MY fault, you don't get both names. Nope. Not both." So, now we don't have a girl's name.

And, no, it will not be Lofa.