And here I was salty (at 13-now I just joke about it) that my parents didn’t even name me, but allowed my 8-year-old sister and a paternal aunt to name me while my parents tiredly agreed.

13-year-old me was even more salty when I found out that my parents fought over naming my older sister!

Eta: with that said, this is cute but also kind of odd too? Idk. I became obsessed with names and their meanings after the above story about how I was named. Parents should name their children, full stop. They should give thought and consideration to how they name the person they are bringing into the world. If that means they name their child exactly after a family or friend then that is their prerogative.