And Leslie was Her Name-Oh

What’s in a name? (Other than consonants and vowels, that is.) 

I actually really like my name, Leslie Paige. It’s not too common, which is nice. It’s also feminine and classic enough to still be relevant when I’m older. More than anything, I appreciate my mom’s subdued approach to choosing a name. Nothing crazy.

No Blue Ivy or Maxwell Whatever. 

Or Morrocan and Monroe.(Cough, cough...Mariah...cough.)

It’s not just movie stars naming their children weird stuff anymore, though. I’ve heard so many ‘real life’ couples coming up with the strangest names lately. It’s almost like expectant parents try to outwit each other through the name game.


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“Hmmmm, honey. What can we possibly name our beautiful baby girl that will really be a head-turner?”

“Well, I really liked Sarah or Hannah, but those are far too normal-sounding. I think if we want to make an impact, we're going to have to go big or go home. I’m leaning toward Rainbow Bright.”

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Stephen and I were watching the Arkansas Razorback vs. South Carolina baseball game the other night and heard of a player named Joey Pankake. For real. And yes, it's pronounced just like the breakfast food.

Now as much as I love those airy little circles of batter (no pun intended, but get the baseball reference...batter...), I’m not sure I’d appreciate it as my last name. But, I suppose he couldn’t help that.

My grandmother had an aunt named Bertha. And there is a co-worker of mine whose grandmother’s name was Dorcas. I’ve heard a TON of expectant parents reverting back to olden day names for their soon-to-be kiddos, some of which are really beautiful, and some...well...not so much. 

I once dated a guy whose last name was…how do I say this nicely? REALLY ATROCIOUS. I always wondered what the heck I’d do if we got married. But that didn’t happen (by the grace of God) and then I met Stephen and thankfully, he has a lovely last name.

I’ve also seen chronic misspellings of names lately, too. Again, it’s as if parents want to one-up each other. For instance, let’s take my name – Leslie.

27 years ago, you’d probably spell it L-E-S-L-I-E or L-E-S-L-E-Y.

But now, it might look a little something like this: L-E-S-S-L-E-I-G-H

Because we can’t have a nice, normal spelling in this new millennium, now can we? I have a friend that’s a teacher and this name spelling issue is the bain of her existence at the start of each new school year. It takes her a month to learn how to pronounce some of the craziness that graces her classroom roster.

I’m not sure where I’m going with this post, but I’ve been thinking about poor Joey Pankake these past few days and needed to put pen to paper.

Or cursor to screen.

What’s the worst/craziest name you’ve heard of recently? Ready…and…go!

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Be blessed, lovelies-