What's in a Name? and Preschool Already?

In the daily goings on of my day job I come across a new people every day.  I often meet people with... let's say "unique" names.  Today however, I ran across one that officially beats them all.  We came across a man who officially changed his name to "Bubba Bubba Bubba".  That's right.  "Bubba Bubba Bubba".  First name Bubba.  Middle name Bubba.  Last name Bubba.  His prior insurance policy was listed under the name "Bubba B. Bubba".  I am absolutely dumbfounded by this.  Why in the world would anyone willingly do this?  Do you really want to spend your entire life explaining to people that "no really, that is my name."?  I can completely understand going by "Bubba" as a nickname.  Heck, I can even understand it actually being your first name, but what compels a person to legally change their first, middle, and last name to Bubba?  Was their real name that bad?  What would his parents say?  As a man who is currently tasked with the job of naming a child I would totally take offense to this.  Knowing that I agonized over finding just the perfect name for a child and then to have them later in life change it to "Bubba Bubba Bubba" would totally be a slap in the face.   Let's just hope that I choose a name that my child will like enough to never want to change.

In other news, Breanne and I toured a preschool for Julia in the Fall.  Seriously?  How has this time come upon us already?  There is a really good school in town that offers a 2 1/2 days a week program for 2 1/2 year olds so we are going to try and get Julia into it.  How is it possible that my sweet little girl is going to be old enough to go to school already?  I know it's just preschool and that its only just a couple 1/2 days a week, but it seems like it has all gone really fast.  I can remember a time when Julia was itty bitty.  Certainly she can't be old enough for this yet.  She's still a baby right?  It oddly simultaneously feels like it was just born yesterday and yet an eternity ago all at the same time.  She is such a big girl already and it amazes me.  She talks in sentences and knows her colors, shapes and letters so I suppose she is ready for this, but I'm not sure that I am.  My little girl is growing up.  Before too long she will be too busy texting her friends and rolling her eyes at me and probably won't have time for her daddy.  At least for now, she still needs her papa bear and gives me lots of hugs.  I'm way to sentimental for my own good.