I received the following email from my sister Laura today. I laugh out loud every time I read it and decided I must share it with the masses.
Ok, I have officially taken pictures of mr. willy for you. But haven't quite gotten around to putting them on a stick and bringing them to the office. So I'm close. Very close.
But I have a more pressing issue. A funny one. I had a dream last night, and it involved you, and crazy baby names. Both things I know you love. :) So I dreamt that we had a baby. Meaning: one of us gave birth (not sure which), but we planned on "sharing it." In the dream it made total sense… So I was over with the nursery people filling out the birth certificate, and I decided to name him "Keikeipa." And in the dream, I LOVED that name. But when you saw it, you absolutely FLIPPED and demanded that it be changed. So you went off and did a whole new birth certificate with your preferred name: "Husker." Yes- you named our child after the Nebraska mascot. Way to go, co-Mom.
And that was it. :)
Couple things. First, Mr. Willy is a topic for a later post. Trust me, he's worth the wait. Second, I would NEVER name a child Husker. Just so that's on the record. Though I would obviously prefer "Husker" to "Keikeipa" – whatever that means.
Now then. A coworker sent me this video today and I just had to pass it along. "Kid" stuff like this never really amused me before I had my own, but now I think things like this are hysterical. (Also – testing the new video posting feature on the blog for the first time, so let me know if it's crappy.)