Way back before we were even thinking about kids for real, we were making fun of people who give their kids wierd names, or misspelled names. We joked that we would call our first son Phred, our second Fwed, and our third Schweffel (after a hockey player whose name we found amusing). Phred has arrived and turned into Antony, and Fwed became Timothy. Schweffel unfortunately didn't make it; she had no heartbeat at 9.5w. Fourteen months and an IVF cycle later, we were lucky enough to get pregnant with Truffle...
