Yesterday I had my first day of in service at school. I was worried I wouldn't be able to make it all day without looking like a total hog constantly snacking every hour to keep from getting sick. I was even more nervous to tell my boss I'm pregnant. So later in the afternoon, I went to my Principal, Kevin's office to share the big news. Our Assistant Principal, Lakecia, was there too, so I figured we'd just get it all over with once. They were totally excited :) And brought up the second big question: (and by the way, yes, they asked #1... see previous post for clarification)
Have you decided on names?
The short answer is no. Yes, we've talked about lots of names, of course, but we haven't even come close to any one light bulb/eureka!/"fo sho" name.
So, Lakecia straightens her shoulders, grabs a pen and paper and becomes very businesslike. "What's your husband's name?"
"Justin"
She writes "Ashley + Justin" and they both lean in to the paper, thinking caps on.
Lakecia: What about Ashtin?
Kevin: Oohhh that's nice!
me: It's nice, but it might get confusing with my name, Ashley and Ashtin.
Lakecia: But it's really cute.
Kevin: Okay what about Justley?
Lakecia: Now that's a name
me: Yeah, and it could be a boy's name or a girl's name...
Kevin: How about Ashtin Justley? (Lakecia nods in approval)
Me: We could just tell everyone that's what we're naming the baby while we decide on a real name.
When they both looked up from their paper, heads cocked to the side like "huh?" the music came to a screeching halt. I realized they were being for real for real. Y'all this was not the playful silly name game brainstorm I was thinking. It was an honest attempt to find the perfect name for our child using a combination of our syllables. And I had just turned it into a joke.
ooops.
Kevin: (clears his throat) Well there's always Leytin. Leytin has a nice sound to it.
Lakecia: Now there's a name that can stand alone. I have a friend named Astarte' (pronounce: A-star-tay) and that's a solid name.
And that's when the conversation went a little too far out of my comfort zone. Little baby Skweres already has a solid "stand-alone" surname... adding some ghetto to it just wouldn't be fair.
So I changed the topic of conversation. And from now until further notice, Baby Skweres will be affectionately called Ashtin Justley... maybe it is the motivation we need to buckle down and really pick a name.
8 comments:
Love love love this story, thank you for writing it and making me laugh!
i, for one, still think that it should be an incentive for your number one student first semester to get to come up with a name. i mean, what could possibly go wrong there?
hope you're feeling well--good luck with the start of the schoolyear, woo!
omg...that's all i can say...that is too funny...
much love, aunt carol
Name your child with names that make you both happy.
They must be paying way too much attention to the whole Brad/Jennifer/Angelina thing. Didn't people morph those names together? Creepy. I hope they don't have access to your blog!
This is hilarious! I have a friend whose granddaughter is named Ashtin. Seriously.
Love, Aunt Mimi
Yelhsa Nitsuj Skweres might be a serious name.
Love, Aunt Imim
And the fun times begin. It only gets better...
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