Now that's comedy. And yes, PP, it was pretty apparent you're the DH and your DW is the Burmese one. And your neighbors probably invite you to a few of the BBQs, because they don't want anyone to think that they're not welcoming to the intercultural couple But no one really talks to you. Your DW may wonder why. |
This is me too. Do me! |
Catholic. |
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"Teddy often plays priest with his younger siblings as parishioners."
Hasn't the Catholic Church had enough sex scandals? |
The mother sounds retarded and pervert Teddy will end up in jail.
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You were real proud of yourself for choosing a "unique" name for your 2-year-old son. In fact, you invested a lot of time, rejecting a lot of names because you worried they were too "popular." And even though the name itself is rather passive -- traditionally, it's a surname meaning one who sits by the stream or something -- you're pleased as punch, although you continue to monitor its trajectory on the SSA list. You're white, 32 years old, trying to save money to buy your first property. Your DH works on the Hill. You're a former communications professional who is still at home. And your parents living far away. |
I probably know you
I think you or DH/DW is Swedish or have Swedish roots. You chose a name that honors your heritage but isn't too out there. |
The name was a tough one to settle on; your family though you were naming him after the former Sox pitcher but really you were just trying to pick something less common. You and DH bought a fixer-upper and spent one year renovating on your own - nearly killed the marriage but you did it. You both play golf and are former athletic stand outs in other sports. You love to dress Beckett up in cute outfits, especially if they involve corduroy. You experimented with vegetarianism but it's just not for you, especially since it means you couldn't get your guilty pleasure McDonald's any more. |
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This thread made my day!
One DD named Paige |
Though this is technically less accurate than the first response, it feels about right. Especially the corduroy. How do you know about the corduroy? |
Nothing? |
You and your DH waffled on his name. Second choice was Milo. Beckett's middle name is Thomas, after DH. You married young, had several glorious, child free years full of travel, adventure and long weekends reading the Sunday papers together in bed, getting up late, riding mountain bikes on a paved trail and then hitting a tapas bar at night. You both are introverted and well, computer nerds. Completely cool, successful, creative, hip, involved, energetic, intelligent...computer nerds! Great minds think alike and you two finish each other's sentences and are totally content now to sit in bed with your individual laptops and zone out. You both are sarcastic with a dry wit and love British comedies. You did well with the dot com industry. Yu were/are early adapters, so you can afford things most of your contemporaries can't. Like a row house...your second, thank you. One of you has a blog. Now, Beckett! Living the dream, I'd say. You weren't sure you even wanted a child, but, how amazing, smart and cool is this guy? He is totally portable and independent. Did everything early and not surprisngly was an early talker. He never stops talking and has varied interests. Wears whatever's clean. Lots of gray, black and denim. Easiest kid ever. He's your only and that's part of the plan. |
PP here. I'm too busy sulking that the mom I wrote about was described as retarded and her son, a pervert who's going to jail. BTW, lots of Catholic kids throw towels around their necks and pretend that they are priests. I speak from experience. |
Devout, old school Catholic family. You'll homeschool using the Elizabeth Seton curriculum until the end of 5th grade; then it's The Heights for the boys and Oakcrest for the girls. DH would have liked even more, but five seems to be God's plan for your family. You know that in theory Holy Week should be the best week of the year, but going to church multiple times a day gets weary, especially with five kids. You secretly prefer Advent instead. You dearly hope at least one of your boys will get the call, but secretly, you searched Therese's web history and discovered she has been checking out entry requirements for various Dominican orders. The prospect is so thrilling that you don't dare say a word for fear of changing her mind. If that happens, DH will be heartbroken for her future, but you will be entirely supportive. Any old Catholic school Mom can raise a priest, but it takes a very special Mom (in a good way) to raise a postulant. We'll have to be careful when we tell Great-Aunt Mary Pat. Even good news can be a shock when you are that old, and she has wanted it so badly for the last two generations now. You're hoping it will help make up for her disappoinment with the new Pope. Francis, lord, the poor woman doesn't even know where to start with him. She's still recovering from the death of John Paul... |
Well, color me surprised! You got more than 60% correct. |