The Pottery Barn kid

All my life, I was Jennifer H. in school. Having the most popular name of 1985 will do that to you. I didn't find it obnoxious, nor did I blame my parents for all the times someone shouted "Jennifer!" and I turned around only to discover that (like usual) I wasn't the Jennifer being called.

When it came to naming Preston, we wanted something different that few children would have (and that also didn't come with past baggage of people who we knew named whatever who we didn't like) but not weird, like Doorknob or Pickles. Preston fit the bill perfectly.

Last month I found this blog post that made me laugh. She said that, if you want to make sure your child won't be Emma B. or Owen W. in school, go to Pottery Barn Kids and see what names they monogram on the sample items. Then you know what is about to be the next big name.

Well, look what Scott brought to my attention today:

This is the Pottery Barn Kids personalization shop for boys, and every single thing has Preston on it.

Every. Single. Thing.

Looks like I'm going to have to prepare Preston for a life attached to his last initial and get "Preston H." monogramed on everything. At least I know how cute it looks — especially on that little navy chair.