My parents were going to name me Heather, but then I was a boy.
When my son was born, I suggested the name Percy to his mother. She was like “Oh, I really really like that!” I was like “Good, then if we have another boy, we can name him Timothy, after your father.” She was like “Aww, that’s so sweet! I know you and my dad get along really well! I like that too! What if we have girls?”
I said “We’ll name them Sage and Rosemary. Then we’ll have Percy, Sage, Rosemary and Tim.”
My parents were going to name me Heather, but then I was a boy.
When my son was born, I suggested the name Percy to his mother. She was like “Oh, I really really like that!” I was like “Good, then if we have another boy, we can name him Timothy, after your father.” She was like “Aww, that’s so sweet! I know you and my dad get along really well! I like that too! What if we have girls?”
I said “We’ll name them Sage and Rosemary. Then we’ll have Percy, Sage, Rosemary and Tim.”
My son’s name is NOT Percy.