Letter #2

Dear God,

The following headline, in a prominent spot on my online news page, would seem to indicate that you didn't find my last letter all that amusing:

Motherhood "so much fun," says Jamie Lynn Spears


Fine. I'll stop ragging on breedingly-abled celebrities if you'll cool it with the Spears big baby fun headlines. And maybe ease up on the Brangelina twin watch stuff too, while you're at? Pretty Please?

I do have to thank you for cushioning the blow with the Woman finds baby bat in bra, thought it was cellphone headline immediately below the Spears one though. Classy move.

Regards,
Kristin

A letter

Dear God,

I just read that Nicole Kidman named her new baby "Sunday Rose". There are a lot of successful celebrity pregnancies resulting in healthy babies who end up with pretty odd names. You know, stuff like Apple, Peaches, Pixie, Banjo, Speck Wildhorse, Bluebell Madonna, Fifi Trixibelle, Moon Unit, Ocean, Poppy Honey, Daisy Boo, Tallulah, Suri, Kal-el, Pilot Inspektor, and Denim, to name but a few.

I've been thinking about this phenomenon, and it occurs to me that that maybe you really like weird names. Maybe it pleases you, which is why so many questionable celebrity parents end up with happy (or at least healthy) spawn.

Spawn. Hmmm, I wonder if that one's been taken?

Anyway, If I promise name a baby after a piece of fruit, a relative of Superman, a pair of pants, or maybe even a funny sound My Beloved makes, will you consider sending us a healthy baby too?

Just wondering.

Regards,
Kristin