I’m happy to report that I finally came up with a blog name for Hamlet’s little brother.
First, thanks to all for the suggestions. I seriously considered Horatio, but couldn’t keep from associating it with David Caruso’s highly annoying CSI: Miami character. (Sorry, CSI fans!) Other suggestions, including Romeo and Banquo, seemed premature without our knowing more about him.
Like his temperament. I considered our family nickname for him–”Grumpy”–but while it took into account the frown he’s worn since birth, it did not consider his other moods: Sleepy, Fussy, Nursy, or yes, even Happy.
We arrived at the name quite by accident. It was a cold day and we were going out, so I dressed the baby in a turtleneck onesie and lined jogging pants. My husband* took one look at him and burst out laughing. “He looks like a Bulgarian mobster,” he said. And you know, he did. I think it was the baby-fat jowls. And, well, the frown.
And so, folks, I give you: Boris.
*Bonus: husband gets a name too. Henceforth he will be known as “Rain Dog.” *waves at the bevy of Tom Waits fans who read my blog*