Ziggy, I am your father..

Hey kiddo,

Your mother has requested that I write something to you publicly, but now that I have your attention, what do I say? Well let me start by saying how excited everyone is that we are having you, and no one more so than I. I have so much to show, tell, and teach you as you get older.

By the time you read this, you’ll probably realize that your first name isn’t actually Ziggy. I’m sure you and many people have wondered what the origin of “Ziggy” was, some people thought Ziggy Stardust, some thought Ziggy Marley and some even thought the short fat bald cartoon character Ziggy. The real story is that you were a zygote when we first saw you and almost immediately I started calling you “Ziggy the zygote”, the end. It’s not the most exciting story but it’s the truth.

Unfortunately some people *ahem* were concerned with us naming you “Ziggy”, afraid you’d get picked on or that Ziggy wasn’t a serious enough name. Not wanting to curse you with a future of name calling or rasta hats for Christmas we opted to name you ****** (we still haven’t figured it out yet), and have your nickname or middle name be Ziggy (also yet to be determined).

Well, it’s late and your father has to get up early for work, gnite.

Love,

Dad.