We've been back and forth on names for the little wiggler. The list grows and shrinks, then grows again. Jim has taken to throwing out random words, and yesterday while we were walking Leroy, he came up with an excellent one:
Professor. Little Professor Di Bartolo! Can't you just picture an adorable tiny girl sitting in first grade with her hand raised, and in order to call on her the teacher has to say, "Yes, Professor?"
Ha ha ha!!! We love it. The situations for hilarity are endless. While it's unlikely we'll actually name our daughter that, it is highly possible I'll use it for a character one of these days, so: don't steal it :-)
Tee hee hee.
Oh, and by the way, you might not have to experiment with this to know, but I discovered it yesterday: yellow is not the very best choice for toe nail polish, unless you are going for a slightly diseased look. What can I say? When it comes to color, I am impulsive. At least my shoes are mostly closed-toe at this moment in time. (But if you see me in the next few days, ask me to show you my yellow toe nails; I shall oblige.)