Having had the privilege of seeing countless babies be born over the last two decades, I have also been privy to the good, the bad and the “WHAT?!” of names for these beautiful babies. This experience only serves to affirm my belief that there needs to be a name police force. Of course I am more than willing to step up and take this job. I’m a giver that way. The way I see it is you just never know what someone will think of someone with an unfortunate name like Get A. Grip when they encounter them.
Who would name their precious child a name like that really?
Apparently Mr. & Mrs. Grip would.
In all seriousness, here on MY blog I do have a comment policy.
- You can say what you like.
- You certainly don’t have to agree with me.
- You do have to be respectful because what you put out there on the internet is very easily traced right back to you (even when you cleverly think that you are anonymous)…especially when you have a name like Get A. Grip.
I know someone who named their child Lucky Mr Johnson. Do they not think ahead to when these kids are in school?
You really need to have a talk with Josh: he’s decided that if he ever has a son, he will name him Row Bot.
just remind him that it is the mother who fills out and signs the birth certificate and, well, if you are the mother…you are my daughter.
Silly Josh!
I have developed what I refer to as “The Naming Catechism/Stripper-Lawyer-Physician Litmus Test” It is as follows.
No dead presidents.
No cities in Texas.
No cities anywhere, for that matter.
No nouns or verbs.
No brand names.
Just because Y is a “sometimes” vowel doesn’t mean it’s interchangeable with EVERY STINKIN’ ONE OF THEM.
If you find a baby name you like, place “M.D.” or “attorney at law” after it. If it looks good, you have a winner. If you put “Next on the pole” in front of it and it sounds fitting, get thee back to the drawing board.