When I posted young David's name Friday, I had a feeling it would become his middle name. Something about my phone conversation with Stephanie told me the name would trade places. At the time she said they needed to choose between two names for his middle name.
When we arrived at the hospital yesterday afternoon, Steph and Ernesto informed us David would be his middle name. He is being named after his dad and paternal grandfather. To avoid confusion with three Ernesto's in the family, he's going by David.
Either way, he's a hansom boy. To me, he's the best looking in the bunch. Soon, we'll be singing be Father Abraham as he sits on my lap.
Oh, am I failing as a grandfather? I only took 39 pictures yesterday.
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