Like most people, I feel pretty passionate about the naming of people. In case you missed it, check this blog I posted in December for one of the best videos I've ever seen. No, really, one of the best videos ever. It pretty much sums up my thoughts perfectly.
Anyway, I was watching Say Yes to the Dress this morning and a woman came in with her young daughter and the daughter's name was Duvae, pronounced "duvet." I was hoping to give the mom the benefit of the doubt that perhaps they were French or attempting something fancy and unique, until this little gem from the mom:
"Duvae was our last baby. We named her after the comforter hoping she'd be the comfort in our life. It worked!"
Um, what? You named your kid after a linen?
I can die now because I have heard everything.
P.S. I have a friend named Cadence but she was named that lonnnnnng before it was cool so she gets points for having original parents. The rest is just ridiculous.