Beanie has a suggestion for what we should name the baby: Peccatoribus.
Me: “Um. Isn’t that Latin for ‘sinners’?”
Bean: “Yup. But it’s got a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
This reminds me of three-year-old Jane’s first choice for Rose’s name, some ten years ago:
“Bloomingdales Abednego Peterson.”
(We lived in New York City at the time, remember.)
We went with her second choice instead. You’re welcome, Rose.
But Jumping on the Couch Will Be Fine with Her
I Can’t Keep Up
Doing Her Bit for the Economy
I know, I know, it serves me right
Um, Yeah, One of Those Will Be Fine