The Name Game

So Ben is pretty sure of what the baby's name will be if it's a girl. He said that he doesn't know how it came to him, but he can't shake it. I also thought I knew what baby's name would be if it's a girl, but I think I'm giving into his name. I know, write that one down in the record books. I like it. I really like what it means. It fits with the middle name I am insisting on. I worry it's too popular, but still, I'm getting to the point where I can't shake it either.

I think I'm also ready to give in, because I'm so frightened of what Ben will come up with for a boy's name. We are completely stumped on a boy's name. And we are getting no where in this process, because this is how our conversations go:

ANN. What about Ethan?
BEN. Ethan. Can we name him Ethan Allen? Ethan Allen Morris. That's strong name for a lad.

Or this morning, as we were waking up:

BEN. What about Phillip?
ANN. Phillip. It reminds of Phil X who I went to grade school with.
BEN. I thought it could be after your aunt, kind of. [My Aunt Mary Phil recently passed away.]
ANN. Yeah. Phillip James isn't a bad name. [My Uncle Jim recently passed away as well.] beat. Wait, Ben, we cannot name our child PHILLIP MORRIS!
BEN. What? They changed their name. They are Altria Group now.
ANN. Veto.