12 The Perfect Baby Name

Chapter 12 The Perfect Baby Name Mr. Macky told us that Mrs. Daisy is going to have a baby in the fall. She was waiting for the right moment to tell us the big news. "So that's why you had a doctor's appointment!" said Andrea. "And that's why you're moving to a bigger house!" said Michael. "And that's why you've been knitting and trying to eat healthier!" said Emily. "And that's why you fainted!" I said. "That's right," said Mrs. Daisy. The girls were all excited and giggly because girls always get excited and giggly whenever they find out somebody is going to have a baby. Nobody knows why. They crowded around to hug Mrs. Daisy, touch

her stomach, and argue over whether the baby would be a boy or a girl. Next the girls started thinking up baby names, because that's what you're supposed to do when you find out somebody is going to have a baby. The girls decided the baby should be named Michelle. "What about you guys?" asked Mr. Macky. "What do you think we should name the baby?" Hmmm. I looked around. Firefighters were still hosing off the petting zoo. That's when I came up with the best baby name in the history of the world. "Hydrant," I suggested. "HYDRANT?" everyone shouted. I said that Hydrant would be a great name for a baby, because it would be antique. There was probably no other kid in the world named Hydrant. Besides, Hydrant

would be the perfect name because the only thing babies can do is pee. Sort of like a hydrant. All in all, I thought graduation went pretty well, except that I knocked over the eternal flame, Emily caught on fire, the petting zoo animals escaped, and the school almost burned down. But stuff like that happens all the time at Ella Mentry School. Maybe I shouldn't have thrown my cap

up in the air. Maybe we'll get another cake. Maybe the parents will be able to round up the cows and goats and chickens. Maybe Ryan's mom will stop jumping out of boats. Maybe Andrea's mom will become PTA president. Maybe Officer Spence will stop kissing married women. Maybe Ryan will stop hiding under his desk whenever his mom is around. Maybe Mrs. Daisy and Mr. Macky will name their baby Hydrant. Maybe by September everybody will forget what happened at graduation. Maybe we'll be able to talk Mr. Klutz into letting us have another graduation at the end of third grade. But it won't be easy!