
Halle: Mom, I don't want to be Halle anymore. I want to be named Megan. Can I change my name to Megan?
Me: Well, I didn't name you Megan, I named you Halle. Therefore, I will not call you Megan. But you can change your name when you are eighteen.
Halle: Ok. Well maybe I want to be Taylor er or uh Megan....
Me: When you are eighteen you can be whoever you want!
Halle: Cool.
All the while Halle is thinking of all the names that she can change hers to when she turns eighteen. Hopefully she will like her given name by then! I absolutely love it. We had Halle's named picked out years before she was even born. She has often said that she would rather go by the name of Grace (which is her middle name). I tell her that she can do that if she wants. She then proceeds to tell me that I have to call her teacher and tell her that we changed it. Then we forget! Convenient huh?

Rewind 25 years to the time when I was younger and I absolutely hated my name. Back then, I could never understand why my mom named me Chelon. You see, my siblings names are Chad, Brent and Brooke. Nothing odd there! Then there is Chelon!! Don't get me wrong, I love my name now! But I remember wanting to have a nickname or something that people would call me. Unfortunately nothing ever stuck. There isn't really anything that goes with Chelon. My mom suggested: Chelly or Lonny....yuck! Come on :) What made it even worse is that I don't have a middle name. Maybe it was the hair that needed to change!! Needless to say, I made it through those years of wanting to change my name. I now truly appreciate my mom and the fact that she loved a friend so much that she wanted to name her first born daughter after her! I hope that Halle too will do ok!!