Baby Names

I was the type of little girl who made lists of potential girl and boy baby names. The names I included on the list were never very popular. I made up half of them.

My sister just named her baby boy Reasor. That's her maiden name. It's mine too. I mean, it would be mine if I were married. It's unusual for a first name, but it sounds OK. It's a family name, and one that's dying out.

My grandpa had one son. His name was Michael. His son had no sons, and so, our line of Reasor dies with me on my wedding day (Assuming my little sister marries first). And then there is the random Reasor I met on Facebook. She doesn't really work into all of this.

So, what's the point? While everyone in Utah names their children something bogus, I think I'll skip out. There is one name I really like. It's plain and simple. But it's a name I know I can trust.

You thought I would reveal it? You'll have to wait ten years to hear. I don't want my sisters to steal it.