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in reply to a message by Danno
I like it pretty well, but prefer Jeremy. There is, however, the bullfrog connection, which most kids probably wouldn't get but even adults my age know.
My stepfather and I had a conversation about this name recently. He drives a schoolbus and was saying that out of a rather small list of students for one run, (I forget the number) he had three Jordans and two Jeremiahs, and how those names seemed to be very popular on black children now.
You're entitled to your own opinions. You're not entitled to your own facts. -- Daniel Patrick Moynihan
My stepfather and I had a conversation about this name recently. He drives a schoolbus and was saying that out of a rather small list of students for one run, (I forget the number) he had three Jordans and two Jeremiahs, and how those names seemed to be very popular on black children now.
You're entitled to your own opinions. You're not entitled to your own facts. -- Daniel Patrick Moynihan
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Bullfrog!
Once we lived opposite a home with a small garden pond with a large frog in residence. I called him Jeremiah and loved him; DH once in desperation got up in the middle of the night, raided the kitchen for a sieve and the garden for a half brick, and went on a frog hunt while I slept peacefully. Of course, as soon as he got too close, Jeremiah shut up so he finally went back to bed. Next morning I went into the kitchen and slid dramatically from one end of it to the other: in the dark, DH hadn't noticed that the sieve contained mung beans that I was sprouting, and they were all over the floor, which was patterned in green and yellow so they were invisible. All Jeremiah's fault!
Once we lived opposite a home with a small garden pond with a large frog in residence. I called him Jeremiah and loved him; DH once in desperation got up in the middle of the night, raided the kitchen for a sieve and the garden for a half brick, and went on a frog hunt while I slept peacefully. Of course, as soon as he got too close, Jeremiah shut up so he finally went back to bed. Next morning I went into the kitchen and slid dramatically from one end of it to the other: in the dark, DH hadn't noticed that the sieve contained mung beans that I was sprouting, and they were all over the floor, which was patterned in green and yellow so they were invisible. All Jeremiah's fault!
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My sympathies are with you for nearly falling on your face, and with Jeremiah for nearly getting mashed.
I mean, I'd way rather have a bullfrog's sound than say, a barking dog or a bunch of cicadas keep me awake at night.
Anyway, I like frogs. Always have.
I mean, I'd way rather have a bullfrog's sound than say, a barking dog or a bunch of cicadas keep me awake at night.
Anyway, I like frogs. Always have.
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