When Junior was first born and we told everyone the name we had chosen for him, they did two things in succession: They did one of those tight lip smiles then asked, “What’s his nickname going to be?”
Understandably, I was pissed. Basically they were saying, “That name sucks so you’d better come up with something else—something that's catchy and endearing that we like.”
Well, I’m happy to report that Junior has been knighted with his first ever nickname (besides “Junior”, that is). Our nanny’s 17-month-old son, Brian, has been racing over to Junior in the morning and greeting him with..."Jager."
As in Jagermeister. You know, that cough syrupy alcoholic substance that is one of three crucial ingredients in the always tasty and delicious Red Headed Slut?
If you've never heard a small child chant "Jager! Jager!" it's pretty darn cute.
As far as nicknames go, I kind of like it. I'd even venture to say that I really like it. It fits the whole dang family. I’ve been known to flambé with whiskey. And Chuck? About that “stomach bug” on our way to the Cape…yah, good ole Chuck went a little too nuts celebrating his birthday the night before (by the way, that lone birthday wish to him was the saddest ever—that’s like having one person at the Labor Day parade, all by herself with her lone streamer).
I'm so happy with the nickname I've been toying with the idea of throwing Junior a nicknaming party. Complete with party favors of nips! I can just see it now...
“Mom, Dad, you know how you wanted Junior to have a nickname? Let’s raise our shot glasses, shall we?”
Sniff...sniff...sometimes life is just so fricken poetic.
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He is so gonna rock college one day...
He's a hunter?
I don't make fun of people's choice of names. I knew a woman who named her son "Ludovic" because it's an old-fashioned name from literature that she liked. Some guy asked her, "what do you call him?" and she firmly answered, "Ludovic."
Our youngest is named Noah, and my mother in law didn't like it at first. I think she's OK with it now.
At the time, she said it sounds weird and then proceeded to repeat "Noah, Noah, Noah" in an exaggerated Texas drawl as evidence. The funny part is her name is really unique, one-of-a-kind, and her son's name is even more unique. I'm even afraid to put their names in this comment, because they would immediately know I was writing about them if they ever read it. But apparently their strange-ass namees are better than Noah.
That's great... My daughter has been called Kalua (sp?) but not as a nickname... it was the dr's office mispronouncing her name lol.
I got a few reactions about hers too though, not quite that bad but the "oh..." or "that's... interesting" or "different". Thankfully we had a lot of good feedback (esp from his family who were all excited about it lol) that made us feel better about it. Would have stuck w/ the name anyway, but still. People and their 2 cents...
This is too hilarious! Children do say the darndest things...
Poetic, indeed.
What a flashback I had when I read the words "Red Headed Slut"...
Tee hee...I love it! (although I'm really, really curious as to what "horrible" name you gave Jr. I'll have to come up with some doozies in my head!)
We tried really hard to come up with unique, yet normal names for our kids. (because there are a zillion Susans in my age group) It seems everyone else thought those were perfect too as they are both in the top ten names of those years.
Sigh...
Kahlua and Jager could get together and make their own little mixed drink! (When they're 21 of course.)
Dysfunctional Mom, I hope your flashback was a good one!
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