The other day I became aware of a semi-recent baby birth (little boy) of an acquaintance and the little bundle’s name is Kai.
As in, “Ky”.
I love it.
(This might be because I really like my name. Way to go Mom.)
Kai. It’s nice.
So, our boy name was, and always has been Leo. I love, love, love it. (Is it because I am a leo and that for the most part leos are over-confident? Now there’s a question. Anywho…) If for some reason Nutella comes out a boy and we’re pretty certain she won’t given the sheer quantity of ultrasounds we get… her name will be Leo.)