All of my kids have nicknames. I don’t use them as often as I should, but at one point in time, I thought enough to nickname all of them. Some happened naturally, others just sounded funny and a couple are simply truth and there’s no getting around it.
- Anna Beth used to be called “Anna banana” by a lot of people. I cleverly shortened this to NANA, and she seems to be OK with it.
- Ben kicked a lot during gestation. “Been-jammin'” seemed to make sense at the time and now JAMMIN’ is more appropriate.
- Merrie Cannon is more often than not called “joy” at our house because she’s so dadgum happy, but I couldn’t get past her initials and how they so gloriously enable us to recall the brilliance that was HAMMER.
- Abe has a big head. There’s no getting around that. I’m not being mean or rude or otherwise unkind here. His head is proportioned for a 42-year old man. Not a 2 year old. NOGGIN makes a lot of sense for him. It helps, too, that he watches a lot of “Wonder Pets” and “Blues Clues” and “Wow, Wow, Wubzy” on the channel that bears the same name.
So here’s your chance to make Ivey family history with the naming of our new addition, Quinn. Here’s some background on the little guy to perhaps assist you in this venture:
Quinn is a beautiful, brown-eyed, bundle of unadulterated cuteness. He the happiest one-year old I have ever encountered. His hair is dark brown. He’s short and fat and perfectly awesome. He likes to listen to music, eat, talk on the phone, chase after balloons and squeal like a tortured pig… You think that’s enough to go on?
Here are some I’ve been throwing around to help get you started:
- WC Fields
- Holy crap, you’re cute…
So, what do you say? You want to help nickname my kid?