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He has a name
Tuesday, July 9, 2013 
This little bug?
The one who tried with all his newborn might to keep just one eye open while E and I cooed and cried and spoke to him in sing-songy excited whispers on FaceTime last night?
The second nephew who has already filled up my heart and made me consider ridiculous things that seem sane to an auntie, like maxing out credit cards to buy $1200 airfare tickets to fly 90 minutes on a little plane just to see this sweet boo for a day or two?
His name is Jacob.
Not Stuart. Not Hayden. Not Aaron. Nor Michael. (All names tossed around and around and around once more for good measure.) Jacob.
I selfishly love the happy accident that we share first and last initials, and that every Jake I've ever known has been A Cute Guy.
Who will he be? I feel so lucky to watch that reveal many times over. But his name is Jacob, we know that. And that is more than enough.
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