The Baby Name Game….
So if you have ever debated the name of your future children, you know there is a lot of pressure on this decision. You are picking something that your child will have – literally – their whole life (unless you pick something horrible like Pilot Inspecktor and they are destined to change it as soon as they reach 18). With our kids, Alex and I had the names picked out before we were even engaged (just like we had picked Angela to photograph our wedding.
“Harper” was easy. On our second date – the first movie date of our relationship – we saw Capote. Harper Lee was Truman Capote’s research assistant and was featured in the film. Alex and I rode back to my house talking about how we loved To Kill a Mockingbird and how it had been both of our favorite books when we were younger. And then he says to me…. ON OUR SECOND DATE…. “So when you fall madly in love with me, marry me, and we have a baby girl we will name her “Harper”, right?” Ummmm, I almost wrote him off. I mean what kind of nut job names babies on our second date? Well, 5 years later, with our 3rd wedding anniversary coming up this next Tuesday, after the madly falling in love, after the picture perfect wedding, we have that baby girl… and she is our Harper. Even through our struggle with pregnancy loss, our first girl was always “Harper”. That was the name I whispered in my prayers, and that name is synonymous with our journey… the journey to our girl.
“Charlie” (the small fat cheeked creature currently kicking the stuffing out of my belly button from inside) was easy too. Charlie is Charles Christopher (ChaCha Blevins to his nearest friends). My mother’s father died when she was 12. A dear man lovingly known as “Pork” to everyone around. He was the sort of guy who let his little girl put his hair in curlers, and who worked so hard in his service station that his fingers were always stained with motor grease until the last days of his annual vacation – the sign it was time to go back. I would not name a baby Pork… I mean if he were to inherit my thighs the world would be cruel. So, Charles – the given name of a man my mom has missed for over 50 years was the easy peasy choice. Christopher is Alex’s Dad… a man who we love and who loves his grandbabies. A generous good father who finds joy in his Harper, and who I suspect is planning trips to UT football games with Charlie already. Plus, the best bonus of this selection is I get to reenact the Charlie Bit My Finger from YouTube on a regular basis – thus annoying my husband to no end.
Ok. So you now you know my kids names… and why I love them. The point of this post is to share that I’m obsessed with names… I put them in their rooms… and I have incorporated them in several photos along the way. Below you will find a few of my favorite name themed items that will add a touch of spice to your Feather Whimsy photos.
Personalized sleepers from www.tinysprouts.com (you can expect this to end up on Char-ster in his Feather Whimsy debut…
Infant i.d. bracelets. This is Harper’s… made just for us by a dear friend… but similar ones can be found at www.etsy.com/shop/abitmiller
Personalized name blocks… Charlie has a set but I’m not sharing them until later. His came from www.etsy.com/shop/simpleblocksayings . They do a great job and are lovely to work with.
Personalized Serena and Lily goodness from www.niemanmarcus.com . Harper rocked this sweet and useful gown regularly as a newbie.
Personalized rookie baseball romper from www.chasing-fireflies.com Please note that regularly visiting Chasing Fireflies will be detrimental to your pocket book. Harper has some snazzy gear from there that will debut with Feather Whimsy soon.
Next week I will be doing our first giveaway.I will do a tutorial on how to make a set of fancy schmancy nursery letters… like the ones used in Harper’s photos… and give away a set made just for you.