At dinner tonight - in our dressed up dining room - to celebrate our 7th anniversary - surrounded by our 3 children - Sam brought up an interesting piece of conversation.
"We're gonna name our baby Daisy."
We are? Apparently he really likes the name. And apparently, according to the boys, the baby IS a girl. No doubt.
Of course, Caleb had to get his two cents in:
"I think we should name our baby xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx" (insert very loud, drawn out, gaseous sound, produced perfectly on cue, and apparently totally NOT on purpose.
Needless to say, that was the end of any serious conversation on the subject.
"How about 'Chicken Heater' "?
"How about 'Sweet Flower' "? Well, coming from you, Caleb...
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