"what are you going to name the bay-beee?"

Overboard and I have been dealing with inquisitive folks since the first day we decided to tell everyone we were expecting. As should be pretty obvious, since you're reading this on the Rosenblog, we've definitely been accommodating and forthcoming with the baby information. Pregnant? Told ya. Gender? Told ya. Name? Not gonna tell ya just yet.

Yes, the one surprise we've held onto thus far is Dr. Rosenberg's real name (no, we won't keep calling him "doctor" after he's arrived). Although Overboard and I came to a decision on the name a while back, we're not tellin' you nothin' until the doctor is "in."

With the sheer volume of name requests we get, it's gotten old saying, "Well, the one thing we're keeping secret is the name." Instead, I've decided to start telling people that we've sold the boy's naming rights, and to tell anyone would violate the contract. Yes, little "Chipotle" would be so disappointed if we blew the deal for him now. Besides, with the cost of raising a kid these days, the extra naming rights money will come in handy for orthodonture, camp and college. Furthermore, being the savvy ex-music biz guy, I made sure that the deal was only good for 10 years -- after that, it's time to re-up or bring in a new corporate sponsor...