Baby names
Since we’re having a baby, HW and I get a lot of people asking us “Hey, have you picked a name? What is it?” To which we have to reply, “Yes, we’ve picked a name, and no, we’re not sharing it.”
(Sarah is getting extra saucy about it; someone apparently asked her, “Have you picked any names for the baby?” and she replied “Yes, the last one.”)
In the spirit of sharing, here is a list of names for our daughter that we will not be using:
- Sophia – One of my favorite names. Sadly, it is also one of America’s current favorite names; it’s more popular right now than “Madeleine,” another name I’m fond that is highly ranked at babynames.com. (Some people spell it Madelynn; those people have a special place in hell reserved for them.)
- Sadie – Can’t not think of the Maharishi.
- Millicent – Sadly, Sarah thinks this name is dorky. I love it so much I’d give it to two daughters and have to number them like George Foreman did his sons.
- Charlotte – Sarah pushed for this one, but the thought of having two kids named “Charles” and “Charlotte” made me cough stomach acid.
- Victoria – Another favorite of mine that’s sadly in use by a close friend’s daughter. Things would just get confusing.
- Brooklyn – I would pour boiling mercury into my empty eye sockets first. Also: why “Brooklyn?” Why not “Staten Island” or “The Bronx?”
- Clara – Another personal favorite that’s kind of on an uptick. Unacceptable.
- Deborah – I like the name, but not the diminutive form.
- MacKenzie – One of a father’s primary tasks, as we all know, is “keep her off the pole.” (Stripper pole. Keep up, America.) Not using a name like “MacKenzie” reduces her pole-riding odds from 90% to about 8%. See also: Madison.
In the interest of full disclosure: the above may or may not be true.
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I really dig Clara. Thanks for leaving that one for my potential spawn.
And Sophia also gets major points for meaning “wisdom” and having all kinds of wild feminine spiritual street cred. But I totes agree, off the table now that it’s soooo popular.
If I meet one more Ava or Henry child here in SF, I’ll vomit. Love both those names, but they’re seriously ubiquitous, the way Jack was a few years ago. (Hope you weren’t going with Ava. If so, you have like 4 days to switch it up.)