We've been playing the name game. Trying to find a name for the little peanut. So many people have tried to help us, offering advice and lots of criticism of our list. Maybe too much criticism. It all seems well intended, but it hasn't made the process any easier. It's not like we're thinking about "Moonbeam" or "Benadrylia". One of our favorites is my Grandmothers name. She and I were very close when I was a child and she was lucid. I spent my summers with her and I have so many wonderful memories of playing gin rummy, watching soap operas, going to the Elks Lodge, eating really unhealthy food and basically living the life of a senior citizen. -Anyway, she was a cool woman with a cool name. I thought that my dad would be happy, even touched that we were considering naming his grand daughter after his late mother. WRONG! He said we need to be "practical". Practical? What, like Bahia Jamalieh? He's talking to me about practical names for little girls? -That's awesome. Where was he when I was alone on the swingset while everyone was pointing fingers and calling me "Hubba Bubba" and "Bologna"? Even my teachers made fun of my name.

Clearly, I have issues. But seriously... we're going to pick a name and we're going to do it on our own. If you want to give me advice, come help me roll over my 401 K or pick paint colors for the new house. Those are two topics in which criticism is openly welcome.