I don't even think of my husband's name as different anymore, although the night I met him he pulled out his license to prove he was telling the truth.
My sister went through a phase where she daily changed her name to a different flower name--Rose, Violet, Lilac. She suggested Sunset as a good name for our new baby sister. I suggested Diane, which was immediately shot down as apparently my dad had dated a girl by that name. Which was traumatic for a kindergartner to hear. We were at Wendy's. I had never considered that my parents had once not been my parents.
I love the name Wendy.
A Frosty sounds good.