I got the chance to laugh at Sarah the other day while we were tossing around names for Baby Brother. (A few weeks ago, we were pretty much settled on Nathan, but we’ve since backed off it.)

Our neighbors have a son named Stockton (after Utah Jazz great John Stockton), so Sarah said, “We could name him Malone,” (for Karl Malone).

I said, “You’re not even a fan of Karl Malone. What was his number?”

Sarah said, “I don’t know. Wasn’t he ‘The Mailbox’?”