What's in a name?

Now that we are 14 weeks (and counting), thoughts have started to turn towards naming the progeny. This is no easy matter. Subtle takes every name I suggest, shortens it, and then finds the worst possible way that it could be construed by a 10 year old in the school yard. He says that he is helping me by not choosing a name that may torture our child in years to come. Strangely, for him to delve into the mind of a 10 year old doesn't seem to be that difficult. Also, any other names I have suggested is often followed by comments that it is a name of some third cousin or something.

I tell you it is difficult! I have also tried hinting at the fact that maybe since I am getting all the issues/difficulties/pain, I should have veto of naming rights. This logical thought process does not work on my dearest husband.

Oddly enough, I find that I am attracted to names beginning with "L". I always have been. I personally think that this may be the only reason I married my first husband, as his surname was an "L" name. Although I might be harsh in hindsight. So, I have been examining lists of names starting with "L" to somehow fulfil this desire. There are not significant numbers of names beginning with "L", but this helps to shorten the list markedly.

But, I wondered, why "L"? What is my afinity for this letter driving me to find any and all names suitable for my progeny?

And then I realised.

I blame "Laverne and Shirley". I blame her cute little monogrammed "L" on every single shirt she worse. I blame her perky attitude and charming demeanour and her occasional guest visits on "Happy Days" and happy banter with the Fonz. Penny Marshall has a lot to answer for in the formation of my young mind.