So this weekend we were discussing the origins of names. Specifically Peg.
Margaret shortens to Maggie. Maggie shortens to Meg. Meg becomes Peg.
Which seems a little wrong to me. You can't get Peg from Margaret. There's no "P."
But I've decided to embrace it. If we have a son, he'll be named Michael. But we'll change it up - so I don't look vain.
Michael shortens to Mike. Mike becomes Like. Like becomes Bike. Bike becomes Evil Knievel. Evil Kenievel shortens to E.K.
But he'll go by Frank.
It was a lot funnier this morning.