It all happened when the sky opened up...

Yes, today should go down in history. I guess it kind of will, at least it will have a legacy.

You see, today is the day that we finally decided to agree on a name for our baby. *cue the singing choir and sky opening up*

After being asked over and over and over and over and over and over...I think you get the point...I finally told Mr. W today that I was sick and tired of our baby not having a name and having to tell everyone we hadn't decided on anything yet. "Can't we please pick a name for this baby?" I pleaded when he walked in from the gym. I had been throwing around a few in my head that I hadn't remembered him shooting down or the two of us ever discussing, and was prepared with a few suggestions. Little did I know that one of them came straight from one of his favorite movies, which he thought was incredibly cool. It goes against a rule I had, actually 2 that I was trying to avoid, but I have decided to overlook them, because I think it is a fitting name for our kid.

A friend of ours had said more than once, I think, that one day, it would just come to us. I think that was today. It isn't like this name never crossed my mind. I have always liked it, but thought Mr. W wouldn't, I guess, so we never really talked about it much at all.

At the end of the day, though, it is really a name that I think suits both of us, for whatever reason. Not really indulgent, not fancy, not too cute, not too long, not hard to spell, yet still a little unique in it's own little way.

So I guess I should go ahead and spill the goods.

The movie that I mentioned is The Bad News Bears. I always loved this movie, too, but I am terrible with remembering who was who in just about every movie unless I have seen it 100 or more times. When I found out which kid he was, the name just seemed all the more perfect.

Our son's name is Tanner. Tanner Chase.