I gave him a sign for his bedroom door – with his name on it – even though he too has a unique name.
You see, in a futile effort to be uncommon, there is the mutilation of common names like, say, Khrystee and Timh. And then, with the advent of celebrity baby (read: publicity) names such as Kyd, Apple, Kal-El, and Moonblood, toy and novelty manufacturers have finally accepted that there are more than 20 names out there. Hence, they now give stickers to spell your own moniker.
So, great gift, right? It was … until the not-yet-even-a-tween opened the iPod touch from his mom.