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I was reading Being Brazen's Blog (say THAT 10 times fast) and she had posted about baby names. It reminded me of how a complete stranger offered to name my baby.
When I was pregnant with my son, my husband Don and I went to T.G.I Friday's. Our waiter named "Guy" saw I was pregnant. He said, "as a free service to you, I am going to name your baby" (Great! This coming from a waiter named "Guy") "If it is a girl, 'Beatrice' (yeah like THAT'S gonna happen) If it is a boy 'Beauregard' " (OMG) I looked at my husband and he was grinning ear to ear "Beauregard! I like that name, then I can call my boy 'Bo' " I looked at him and said "NO WAY" We thanked our waiter for the suggestions. We later settled on a different name.
Fast forward a few months later, right around my due date. Don went hunting in the woods behind our house. I had a high fever and we couldn't find him (this was before cell phones) My MIL had to take me to the hospital where they broke my water.
Don was found and drove to the hospital. A few hours later Hunter was born. We had settled on 'Hunter' long before the day he was born, I just found it quite ironic that his dad was the hunter when I was going into labor.
Fast forward 9 years later. Don brings a puppy home. Cute as can be. We start tossing names back and forth. After about 10 minutes, Don looks at me and says firmly "Beauregard" I was OK with that. Hubby was happy because he now had a 'son' he could call 'Bo'.