It's all in the name

I am always interested in what celebrity’s name their kids. The Suri’s, Shiloh’s etc I wonder what possess their parents to name them that. Yesterday I realized my parents were ahead of their time (which anyone who knows my mom would think is pretty funny) when I read what Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban named their baby. Way back in 1966 they wanted to name me Sunday Marie Joseph, my grandfather said no way and I always thought thank God they listened to him. Then again where would I be today if my name had been Sunday instead of Liz? There was a cheerleader in High School named Sunday who was pretty popular. Would I be Sunday Laxton or could I have been Sunday Pitt (this is one of the times I am glad Jim doesn’t read the blog and in case you are just kidding honey I would have never married Brad Pitt just trying to make a point).

Now on to my real life how could I have the most stubborn baby in the history of the world? It took me until 10:00 to get her little butt to sleep last night and then she was crabby when I had to wake her up at 6:00 to go to school. Do you know how hard it is to change a diaper when your baby in laying on her stomach with her butt in the air? I partially blame Courtney for this, she laid down with her first and put the Bachelorette on Mary was probably protesting having to watch that. Those two guys were the two biggest wimps crying in the limo getting ready to propose - come on its not like she was knocked up and her Dad had a gun to your head!