I’m guilty as the next person of scouring the bookshelves for a clever name for my child. My husband’s only request is that the name not be made up, which meant I had to find proof that someone of some worth had been named Piper (voted down because my husband had a stuffed rabbit named Piper) and Baylor (voted down again because Rick said we had no ties to the school). We did agree on an old-school name for our son, Truman. And as you’d probably expect, both friends and family winced when we announced the name we intended to …read more