Post your kids names and well guess what your like update thread
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Anonymous
These are your sisters and you are the brother. All born in the 80’s. Mom got drunk while pregnant and read the whole babysitters club series, thus Mal’s name. Kate moved to Washington state to work for big tech, she’s a tomboy and loves the hiking and rain out there. You almost went to college then decided to be a plumber. Your wife thinks plumbing is sexy, probably too much. Your kids are named Peter and Gregory, no meaning behind them, just teo you agreed on. |
Anonymous
Your name is Oxanna and you were raised hearing your extended female relatives lecture you about the iron curtain and the importance of a woman bearing many children. They we’re shocked when you stopped at two but non Russian husband got job overseas. You all lived in Pakistan for four years and the girls still practice their Pakistani |
Anonymous
Read the first sentence! They live in the Midwest... |
Anonymous
| Marian and Heather |
Anonymous
| Willie, Frankie and Delores |
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| Gus and Nola |
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| Pascal |
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| Frankie and Ingrid |
Anonymous
Your two moms and split carrying the kids. Willie and Frankie are your biologically and Delores is your wife’s who had to use a Hispanic name honor her heritage. You were hoping for Sarah, but she didn’t object at all to Willie. |
Anonymous
lol- most Mallories were named after Alex P Keaton’s sister, not the Babysitter’s Club. Keep trying young thing! |
Anonymous
The girls share a room that’s lilac with canopies on the beds. They both play piano and you are convinced that Heather is a prodigy. Marian is exsperiemtint with weed she bought from a classmate, but there’s a chance it’s oregano. |
Anonymous
LOL! Not even close. Entertaining though. |
Anonymous
Reform Jews in Williamsburg, you all wear glasses and wide brim hats. Just gave the kids lots of picalimo tee shirts with feminist icons all over them. When RBG died you both took a day off of work to cry, no jedgment. |
Anonymous
You are a painter is Paris, originally from MOCO but moved for college and never looked back. One might stand led to Pascal whom you raise in your charming one bedroom flat. Pascal is allowed to paint on the walls and makes his own dinner most nights. When the mood strikes you go to the country for weeks at a time to indulge in food and men. Your spinster neighbor watches dear Pascal. |
Anonymous
Posting again bc you totally missed James! 
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