Tuesday, April 2, 2013

What's in a Name?

For Christmas this past year, our younger daughter received her first baby doll.  I guess Grandma thought it best she receive one honestly, for a change.   She already had a doll, but I had helped her lift it from the church nursery.   It is called “Baa Baa” because that is how her then one-year-old words said “baby.”   

That Sunday, she had claimed Baa Baa as her own and would not let it go.  Apparently, this runs in the family as I did the same thing at a friend’s house when I was a kid.  I still have Baby Beans.   She is irresistibly cute.  Like my mom before me, I simplified the minute and just let the cranky child bring the baby doll home. 

The legitimate doll from Grandma still does not have a name.  A few weeks ago, right as our youngest turned two, I realized it was around this age that our oldest named her baby.  So that afternoon, during those never-ending winter hours between napping and Daddy, I asked my little one what she might like to call her doll.

I got nothing.

I went on to point to each of us in the room, including the dog, and said our names.   I then pointed to the doll and waited for my often goofy little girl to produce a name out of thin air.  

I got nothing.

I was a little disappointed, though not surprised that she didn’t perform.  Her sister before her had magically, though curiously, proclaimed her baby doll’s name to be “Sticker” the first time I had asked.  That same sister had been coloring nearby during our brief back and forth about baby.

Genetically incapable of minding her own business for too long, my big one eventually piped up without looking up, “You should name her Cracker.”

The hilarity of this suggestion hit me immediately.  I dissolved into giggles as my two girls sat silent and eyed me with suspicion.   I braced myself on their tiny table, shaking crayons to the floor.  I simply could not get over how ridiculous it would sound; Sticker and Cracker.  

“I want your sister to pick the name herself, but thank you, honey,” I managed to squeak out after a while, wiping tears from my eyes.  

I have since named the baby myself.  I call her Freesia as she is dressed in pink and purple and I love the flower.  The name has yet to catch on.  The doll’s owner can’t even pronounce it.  She can, however, say cracker as clear as a bell.

I am thinking only time will tell what the doll’s real name will be.  I am also thinking we should probably return the doll we stole from church.  Poor baby Baa Baa.    

Our motley crew: Sticker, Baa Baa, No Name (Freesia) and Beans

20 comments:

  1. The doll should remain nameless, it will reduce the separation anxiety after you return it to the church.

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  2. Funny names and cute pic. We had a cat named Kee-Cat when I was a kid. He started as a stray, and we could never think of a real name, and then we had him as Kee-Cat for 14 years.

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  3. Kids always come up with the craziest names, and it's never what we suggest, haha! We now have a cat named "Wom." (There is absolutely no reason that he's named that). And I love the story behind Baa Baa!

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    1. We go to super small church so I basically just told the nursery worker we were taking her. I fully intended to bring her back the very next week, but she has found a good home here with us

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  4. what a motley crew and cute story!

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  5. You know she's not naming her 'cause Baa Baa is here to stay, right? haha

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  6. I kinda like "Cracker", but then again, I am horrible at naming things (just ask my past and present animals). What a sweet story!

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  7. I don't think you'll be able to get rid of Baa Baa anytime soon!

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  8. My favorite phrase was "Genetically incapable of minding her own business for too long." Those few words say so much!

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  9. I think dolls are so creepy and funny. Probably because I have all boys? Cracker makes me laugh. When I let my boys name things, they choose names like Snakey and DogFace...or else they name their toys after their friends. I love to hear how the kids name things.

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    1. My friend's sister named her black baby doll (she is white) Spatula. best. name. ever.

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  10. Oh, funny! My older daughter (5.5 years) names all of her dolls Sarah or something that rhymes with Sarah. The twins (two in two weeks) don't name things yet. I can't wait until they do because I love it!

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    1. Happy birthday to the twins!! (and congrats to you on making it this far with them!)

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  11. So cute! I have a feeling it'll be Cracker that sticks (pun intended...)!

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  12. "you should call her cracker."

    I'm dying, that is hilarious. Love that you have two little girls. I am one of three girls, and sisters are the best!

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  13. My girls never want to name things, or I should say, my youngest wants to name everything Isabella. Where's the creativity? I would take Cracker in a heartbeat :)

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