Most of our friends and family know that we didn’t just think of Trent’s name out of thin air. Before we knew whether we were having a boy or a girl, I told Brett that I knew the girl’s name and that he could pick a boy’s name. It sounds easy enough just saying that, but picking a name for your kid that they will have to live with forever is tough work!
We didn’t want a Brett Junior…Lord knows we don’t need another Brett
We wanted something kind of unique, that isn’t too popular, but isn’t off-the-wall crazy either.
Brett drove himself mad thinking about it for a couple of weeks, but then we both thought of a name that we had always liked…
Brett has always been a fan of Nine Inch Nails, the mastermind of which is Trent Reznor.
He even made me a fan after we went to their NIN/JA Farewell tour with Jane’s Addiction in 2009. Here are some photos from that awesome concert…we had front row tickets behind the mosh pit and they actually let us bring our cameras inside the venue!
So although we didn’t specifically name him after Trent Reznor, he was what gave us the idea.
Trent’s one bad a$$ baby.
Unfortunately, Trent kind of sounds like Brett, which I think I’m going to regret when he’s older and I try yelling for one of them.
Me: “Nooo, TRENT!”
Me: “OMG nevermind”
I can just picture it now. But hey, it’s better than if both of their names were Brett, right?
So there you go, a little history of how our little man got his name. And some pretty rad photos from a kick-azz concert with a half-nekkid man. You’re welcome.
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