We remain in search of a nickname for our daughter. It's a critical component of being in the family. Today, we're seeing if pumpkin fits -- after all it's the nickname that Kate was given by her father.

But in the long run we would still like to avoid a derivative nickname, so here are the dozen or so that are currently in the rotation depending on mood and relative amount of sleep deprivation.

There are the food options: fussy sandwiches, fussy sausages, sad-o sausages, sweet peaches, Mrs. Potato Bear, and sugar.

The descriptive options: baby girl, baby lady, baby smiles.

The animal references: little bear, baby monk(ey).

The movie suggestion: Slumpdog Millionaire.

And the undefinables: hoots magoots, kicks mcgicks, sunshine, and samkon sad-o.

Below is Charlotte's reaction to being told she needs to pick a nickname. She was shocked that such a weighty task was being given to the household's smallest member. However, she understood when we informed her that she still had at least five pounds to go before she outweighed Houdini the cat, whereupon she immediately ate the entire pumpkin next to her.