Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Putting My Foot Down

Could someone please tell Steve that he is no longer allowed to have an opinion regarding the naming of our child, should it be a boy.

Our girl name is picked, ready, set to go. The boy name.....we can't agree on. I've suggested a few that *I* like, which he promptly shoots down. However, he has no suggestions of his own.

Doesn't it make sense that I should have the final say?? He gets a fun night in the sac, while I get 9 months of nausea, backaches, random fits of crying, headaches, general fatness, and a host of other bodily irritations that you don't even want to know about. Not to mention the end marathon, resulting in a 7-8 lb human being making its entrance into this world via my nether-regions.

Yeah, I think I've earned naming rights.

Now, who volunteers to share this information with Steve-o?

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

send in the Marines

Anonymous said...

He could decide whether I graduate or not but, what the heck... I volunteer.

You have every right to have the final say. You're the one having the kid not him!!!!

Anonymous said...

haha I agree. You should have the final say.

Anonymous said...

tammi you tell him how it is!! or i don't know if you can fly with the baby in your tummy but i saw that on spirit airlines they have flights for $8!! so just tell him either you get to name the kid or you are going to leave him with the kids for a few days!! and you better do it today because i think the special ends today! :)

Anonymous said...

Yeah, you’re right, Tammi. It should definitely be the seething, emotional, impulsive one to pick the name that will brand a boy for life. I don’t know what Steve was thinking!

Anonymous said...

Tammi should pick the name! I'm sure it'll grow on him. Steve needs to just shut up and rub your feet!

Anonymous said...

hee hee. Daniels comment makes me laugh