Siri Says

Piper and Siri had a little misunderstanding last night. It’s hard to clearly communicate with a supposedly intelligent personal assistant on your Daddy’s iphone.

Siri. Your wish is its command.

“Siri, do you know who Paty Kerry is?” Piper asked.

“No. I don’t,” Siri replied.

“Siri, do you live in a hole?” Daddy questioned.

“We were talking about you not me,” Siri said.

“Piper, would you like to look at music aps?” Siri offered. Piper recently reprogrammed Siri so that she only speaks to Piper, even when she’s talking to her rightful owner.

“No,” Piper said, “I don’t like music aps. That sounds boring.”

“Piper, I don’t know what no I don’t like music aps that sounds boring is, would you like me to search the web for it?” Siri asked.

That made Piper and Sissy roll with laughter. Siri doesn’t understand the giggles.

“Piper,” Siri said, “what can I help you with?”

“You haven’t been that helpful at all, Siri,” Piper said.

Siri apologized.

Name Your Own Adventure

We thought long and hard before we named Piper Piper. I’ve written about the pitfalls of “Baby Naming 101” for Mothering. I’ve professed our scientific baby naming process in “What in a Name? Guts.” I’m no baby naming rookie. So I thought we’d gotten it right. She’s a Piper, yes? Of course she is.

From the backseat today, Piper told us she’d made a big decision.

“I don’t want to be Piper anymore,” she said.

“What? Like you don’t want to be you?” Sissy asked.

“No, I’ll still be me. I just don’t want to be Piper. I’m changing my name.”

“Why?” Daddy asked. We’d just swung through the train station and picked him up 13 seconds earlier. Parenting makes you hit the ground running.

“I want a normal name.” My heart sank. This was my biggest fear in naming the Piper Piper. What if she hated it? What if she blames us later for giving her the coolest name on the planet because she doesn’t appreciate its coolness?

“I want to be Rebecca,” Piper said.

“That is a nice name,” I agreed.

“Nope. You’re a Piper,” Sissy insisted.

“Or Rosie.”

“Okay,” Daddy said, “but you’ll probably need to decide.”

“Yeah,” Piper said, “but it’s kind of a big decision.”

I know, Piper. Believe me, I know.

What’s in a Name?

Baby naming is a dangerous business. Everyone wants in on it.  Everyone is an expert. When people meet Piper, they either love or hate the name.  The first time I took her to meet our pediatrician he said, “What? You named her Pepper?”  He declared her a healthy baby with insane parents.

There are many versions to the story of how Piper became a Piper. I’ll share a few in the next coming blogs, but here is an article I wrote for Mothering Magazine when I was pregnant with Piper about the perils of baby naming.

For Sissy’s version of the naming of Piper, read this. Stay tuned for more.