When I was growing up I had friends named Chip and Dale Pittman. Mrs. Pittman told me Chip was three months old before she realized she'd named her kids Chip and Dale, and I always thought it was crazy she didn't know she did that.
Two years ago Daniel Kincaid Yeargin, who we have always called Caid, told us he wanted to be called Daniel because according to him "Caid is not actually a name." I told him I would call him Daniel if he got other people to do it.
Well, this summer at camp he stood up with his counselor and told 200 people he was no longer to be called Caid, but Daniel. So I have agreed to try it - in spite of the fact that his father and siblings refuse.
He and Jack came with me to dinner at the conference center the other night, and I introduced them to the group: "This is Jack and Daniel... Oh my God - I named my children Jack Daniel!"
It only took me almost five years to realize I did that.
