It’s a beautiful morning. Still warm, but comfortable now. The sun is shining through the banana tree leaves, and the clouds are fluffy and gorgeous.
As we were driving home the other day through similar lovely weather, Dan mentioned that he had an idea for his Chinese name. We have a friend who chose a name which translates to Handsome Dragon Dragon. It raises some eyebrows, but he figures it’s his choice and that’s who he wants to be.
Dan wants his Chinese name to be Little Bunny Foo Foo.
(All together now…Little bunny foo foo, hopping through the forest…)
Tomorrow in Taiwan 
I’m guessing “Little Bunny Foo Foo” will probably be a pretty easy name to get. The question is which “Foo Foo” will it be? The intonation possibilities are endless! If he was born in 1951 or 1963, that would be even better, because those are years of the rabbit.
So what does that sound like?????????
The degree to which I just rolled my eyes cannot be overstated. In fact, a totally audible (though I am currently by myself) exclamation of “Oh, jeez. Daddy!” *MAY* have been heard.