I'm pretty certain that everyone needs a code name. Unfortunately, I'm not very good at coming up with code names. TBG and I are really boring people. We like to name our cars, since we have 3, so that our minions know which car we are telling them to get into. And they are such creative names as, Blackie (black Dodge Dakota truck), The Pilot (Honda Pilot, also black), and The Little Car (Honda, Civic, white). We couldn't call The Little Car Whitie, because we've already had a car named that. Inventive, right?! Yeah, like I said, we're boring.
So in coming up with code names for my kids, I had to really think outside the box. And then I became stumped for about 3 weeks. They all felt like they should have a vote in what I call them. I keep telling them we are not a democracy in this house. They don't believe me. I need to work on that. Anyway, here is what we came up with. I think most everyone is pleased. Child #3 is not convinced that I have done right by her, but everyone else thinks I'm spot on, so it's sticking.
#1 (18) shall hereafter be called Korea. She loves all things Asian, especially K-Pop. She would love to live in a united Korean nation. Go big or go home, right?
#2 (16) is now Cold War Russia. He is a firm believer in corporeal punishment and dictatorship. Just ask any of his sisters. He could have easily been called Cuba, but he's a fan of the Russian National Anthem and the hammer and sickle, so Russia it is.
#3 (15) is NYC. She could have easily been Paris as well. But as she loves all things fashion and musical, NYC fit better. And she's DYING to live in a big city. A cool one at that...
#4 (12) is Switzerland. It is a tough thing to be the middle child. You get grief from above and from below. So I often tell her when I'm leaving the house, "Be like Switzerland! Don't annoy anyone and they won't annoy you! Be Neutral!!! Don't participate in the drama happening around you!." Sound advice for all of us, if I do say so myself...
#5 (10) is Hawaii. She needs to be an island. It's hard to be 10 when you have 4 older siblings. They don't want to do anything except boss you around and tell you what to do and then try to make you do it. And you want to have your own independence. So she gets to be and island, part of the US but removed from it enough that no one can bug her.
#6 (7) is Georgia. It takes someone special to be the caboose of a large family. It also helps if you are a little bit crazy. We never know what awesomeness is going to come out of her mouth next! She is the glue that holds us all together as she gives us all something to laugh at, and good natured laughter is pretty good glue! She loves everything about sea turtles and first saw them in Georgia on vacation. She wants to be one when she grows up.
My husband is TBG. For years I thought my cousin was telling me she thought he was fat because she kept calling him a big guy. Turns out she just really thinks he's a big guy. She's not even 5 foot and just a tiny think. He's 6 foot and, well, big. Not fat, just big. So after laughing about it for 2 years, we just call him The Big Guy, to TBG for short.
And me? My code name, well, it's much easier to come up with names for everyone else. The jury's still out on me...
