Friday, October 14, 2011

Nicknames

Posted by Vulnadia on Jan 12, 2009 at 10:33 AM Did you ever have one of those terribly embarressing nicknames growing up? You know, the kind that were just fine kept to the confines of home sweet home, but that made you bristle when used in public places, especially in school? My daughter apparently already has managed to get one of those special kinds of nicknames. I know growing up, I was lucky because my name basically is as shortened as it can get and the only thing I ever was called was "Trashcan" and that was by an uncle who lived in New Orleans, so I was basically safe. Vivienne isn't so lucky, unfortunately for her. I know, I know, what is so horrible that it could be derived from something as pretty as Vivienne? Well it didn't exactly happen that way. In fact, I actually named my daughter Vivienne after my grandmother. Why, you might ask? It was because from the time she was born, my grandmother shared a name with her mother, who was also a Vivan. So, my great granddday always ALWAYS called my grandmother, "Baby Vivian" which stuck until her dying day. I can remember getting the most horrible case of the giggles in Walmart one day while out shopping with my Mother, Grandmother and her Friend Ruthie. You see, my Grandmother was lost, or at least Ruthie couldn't find her, so she had her paged. They asked Ruthie the name of the person she was missing, and she automatically said, "Baby Vivian" just as natural as always because, well, that is what they had always called her. The customer service desk was in shock when an elderly lady answered that page! Well, fast forward to many years later, and I have my own Beautiful Baby Vivienne. Poor Vivie, she has always been nicknamed this or that! It all started when she was born, and her Daddy heard her cry for the very first time. You see, she sounded like one of those little animal noise boxes that we used to have as children that you turned upside down and it mooed like a cow (they also made other ones but this is the one that got Vivienne into trouble!) Yep, Vivienne Moos when she cries. It's really quite funny, actually. It earned her the nickname, "Moo" and later, "Mooby." Yep, just as soon as I can muster the cost, she will have a set of "Mooby" stuff from the "Clerks" franchise complete with her own mascot animal and t-shirt! Poor LIttle Moo, it didn't just stop there, oh no, it got much, much worse! One day, and no, I haven't a clue as to what it was I was thinking, but it just slipped out. I called her, "Moobina." There, I've said it. The one name my Beautiful Baby Vivienne hates above all others. "Moobina." That's it, that's the one that rubs the hardest and the most wrong of ways. To add insult to injury, her brother heard it, and LIKED IT. Now every morning, I hear Kian call her when he is ready to wake her up for his day (he gets lonely being the earliest riser.) Yep, I hear this tiny little voice chanting, "Beena, Beena!" over and over again. He knows it irks her, because he is giggling usually when he does it. Then, one day, her Daddy realized that we sometimes called her that, and he thought it was cute and funny and he started doing it. Yesterday, she innocently sat dangling her little babygirl legs off of the piano bench, playing with her baby doll, and her daddy went over and gave her a kiss on the forhead and said, "Moobina!" She just grimaced, poor thing, pursed her lips, and said, "No." He said it again, and she said, "No" and shook her little head adamantly. He smiled and said it again, to which she replied very demurely a resounding, "NO! Vivienne!" Her brother went over to comfort her at that point. He told her it could be worse, she could have the misfortune of everyone calling her, "Bregoletto!" What am I going to do with my kids?

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