When Lucy was a wee-unborn baby we called her "T-Rex" and then "She-Rex" when we learned she was a girl. The origin of this fetus-nickname was a conversation we had before we even learned that Lucy was on the way. It went something like this:
CMO: [Acquaintances] named their baby [silly name].
DCO: That kid is probably going to get [his/her] a** kicked.
CMO: That's why we're going to name our baby something fierce, like T-Rex.
DCO: Yeah, our baby will be pretty bad-a**.
Yes, Lucy's fetus name stemmed from a petty conversation making fun of the name some perfectly nice people gave to their offspring. When we found out we were expecting, "T-Rex" was the perfect fetus name and we referred to her by that name so much that our family and friends also started to use it, or some variant. Our little niece, Abby, even included "T-Rex" in her nightly prayers and when asked what we should name the baby she looked confused and her serious answer was, "T-Rex." Plus, at a certain stage, an unborn baby even
looks like a T-Rex. When we got a good peak at her during the 12 week ultra-sound she looked like a little dinosaur (short limbs and all). Lucy's unborn-nickname resulted in a certain affection for dinosaur-themed things and she received as gifts some dinosaur books and, of course, the
roaring dinosaur that David used to "inspire" me during labor.
All of that is by way of back story to the adorable birthday card Lucy received from her Uncle Kyle and his fiancee, Alyson. Alyson is a talented artist and graphic designer (see her Etsy shop,
Bristle & Snap, and her
website). Isn't this adorable?
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| Kyle-Rex and Lucy-Rex. (This is a photo of the card itself, posted on our fridge.) |