so here's our convo on the ride home:
babe, i really like the name penelope.
what? you can't change the name. we've had the name for 6 months.
i know, you're right. i just love the name penelope.
me too actually.
nato! don't feed into this nonsense! tell me no.
let's just see what she looks like tomorrow.
you know that annoys me when people say that. it makes no sense.
we'll just see.
great...she has no name, the night before we're going in.
all pics from our phones...we heart instagram!
so you were supposed to be talulla. i love talulla becuse it has a bunch of L's in it without being an actual L name. i didn't want all my kids to have L names, yet i enjoy the letter L so much. so this name was like a loop hole of sorts so i don't have to be like the duggars(confession: who i have a slight weird obsession with).we could call you LOU, but your name begins with a T. clever, huh?! i work my life around loop holes, penelope. there's always an exception to the rule and i will find it. sometimes i get into trouble for this. but i encourage you to live your life thinking cleverly, mkay. ya, let's call it clever.
anyway, talulla means fruitful woman and princess. which would be hard for your sister, lila because she thinks she's a princess. you guys would have had to compete for that title.
when we saw you, your dad said,
what do you think?
i didn't know. i said either name was great. i told him he could choose. so he went pee to think about it. classy, right?
nato said, i've got it, babe. i thought about yelling her name...like if she were in trouble. let's call her penelope.
i love it. it's perfect. penelope grace.
she shall be my penelope grace and we shall call her penelope. (a finding nemo reference, if you didn't get it)
the crazy thing is, we didn't know what penelope meant when we named you. i googled it that night.
now, i leave you with my ankles. because i haven't seen my ankle bones emerge from my skin in, oh, 9 months.
and my son. so he wouldn't feel left out.