I have friends who took three weeks before they decided on a name for their baby. They were waiting to find one that suited her. That would just frustrate the heck out of me. I needed to know the names of my babies before I packed my hospital bags. And I became an obsessive nagger with Monkey Man - every day it was "what do you think about this name...etc." Lucky I did though because Monkey Man is the most relaxed person you'll ever meet. My dad reckons if he was any more casual he'd be asleep. If it was left to Monkey Man he would have been deciding the name on the way to the birth. As it was Littlest Monkey was in a bit of a rush and was born in the car anyway. Well actually I'd adopted a bit of Monkey Man's casualness myself and the clock's batteries were dying so I didn't quite realise how long I'd been labouring and I wanted to do most of the the work at home. Before I knew it Little Monkey's head had appeared and I was screaming at Monkey Man to "DRIVE CAREFULLY" but "HURRY" between contractions with my bare bum and Little Monkey's emerging head on view for all of peak hour stuck in the traffic jam on the West Gate freeway that morning. But back to chook-naming...
What to call them? They're 17 weeks old and really ought to have names by now. I've been putting my thinking cap on but am not entirely satisfied with my results. I'm reluctant to enlist the help of the monkeys because they'll come up with dreadful names like they did for the guinea pigs - Cutie and Tiger. Those are embarrassing names. So here's what I've been calling them lately.
|Puff and Fluff|
So any ideas on what to name this one?