Possible Name: Carl Anders Duede

As some of you may know, Scott and I are not set, as once we were, on what we will be naming our second son. I never thought it would be this difficult to decide, seeing as how we had no trouble at all picking out Soren's name. But Soren's perfect name is the trouble in this case. I want our second boy to be as perfectly named as our first was and I'm finding it very hard to be as head-over-heals in love with any other name as I am with "Soren".

One of the names we are seriously considering is "Carl", which is a family name from the Duede side (while "Soren" is from the Larsen line). Although I don't think that "Carl" is a particularly sonorous name, it is a name of honor and great significance in the Duede family.

Carl Duede was a famous aviator and inventor in the early 20th century.

Primary among his extraordinary accomplishments was his successful construction of an airplane at the age of 14, only 2 years after the Wright Brothers' first flight. But this was only one manifestation of his unquenchable curiosity and can-do attitude. It was these character traits that made Carl a hero to my husband and would make him a great role-model for our son. You can read more about Carl Duede here.

So, although I'm wary to say that anything is set is in stone (after my previous waffling), let's just say that "Carl" is a real possibility. It's the name we use to refer to our fetus for now and I'm increasingly sure it will be the name we give to our newborn son.

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