Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Grayson Randall

Finally, baby has a name. It was the first name that we were stuck on for awhile.

Randall comes from my mother's father. He was an amazing grandfather and father - and a heckuva dairy farmer and horseman. It's a strong name from a strong man. I smile when I think of my grandfather. What better testimony of a man's life than that? So I gave my son his name.

And there you are. Finally.





Apparently my lap is big enough for three. Whodathunk?

2 comments:

Twinville said...

Oh what a precious photo of the 4 of you!

Christy said...

Mommy's laps are always big enough. And I love the name!