My given name has spawn a whole host of nicknames; some are worse than and some are better than others. The one I can’t stand, the one that will guarantee that we will fight “to the pain” over is “Hil”. Yeah, try that out and see how far that gets you.

I’d say about 50% of the time, I am called and answer to Hilary. The remaining 25% is reserved for Mommy, and another 5% is for various pet names from Craig that are none of your business 🙂 The remaining 20% is what I will or will not answer to depending the amount of DNA that we share. Feel free to laugh and or contribute to the list

Hilaria
Hilarious
Hickory Dickory
Hilla Dilla
Hilla-tree
Hil-o-ry
Dillweed
Dill
Dixon

As a result of all of these name substitutions, I’ve started Morgan on a path of multiple names as well. For Morgan, we have Morgs, Morga, Morgus, Morgan Schmoo,Schmoo,
Schmoo Poo, Schmoops, Poo-poo-da-roo, Poodah Pie, Rutabaga, and Miss Mess. Coever, whose real name is Catherine, hasn’t been left of off of this bus either. She goes by Coever, Coever Girl, Wingus, Wingy, Wingy-woo, Wingy-woo-woo, Wingy-ninja, Gus, Gustavus, Goose, Stink Bottom and Little Miss Wet Butt. I think we’re going to make a shirt for her with that on it.

And Craig? Well, he’s just Craig, unless you are from New England (hello Dad and Grandma), then he’s Craaaaaaaaag, as in crags and other out-croppings of rocks suitable for climbing. Hmmm, maybe we can call him Rocky. My guess is he won’t answer to that one. He’ll be too busy fighting us all “to the pain”.