It’s
fitting that Christmas is around the corner for you to hear the story of how
the three of us became four. Before we go into that, you need to know a little
more about your dad and how I approached Christmas growing up. I never knew
what I would get for Christmas, which always made me so excited and wondered
what I may receive. I soon found out that I was the only one in my family who
didn’t know what they were receiving the older I got. Your grandparents and
aunts both asked for certain items and, when they received them, acted
surprised (probably for my benefit). It didn’t really bother me because I knew,
no matter what I got, that I would love it because of the thought that was
behind the gift.
We found
out that you were a girl and that I was soon to be greatly outnumbered at our
house! We decided we would name you Lucy.
Lucy,
you are named after some amazing women that I grew up with – one real and one
fictional. You are first named after Lucy from the Chronicles of Narnia. Your
Diva used to read us those books as kids and it was there that she became my
favorite. She was the youngest of the group but she, in my opinion, was the
bravest and full of heart. It is my hope that these traits follow you the rest
of your days.
You are
also named after the funniest woman to ever be on television, Lucille Ball. It
is my father intuition that you, my dear, will be quite silly – like me. That
is why, when I knew you were going to be a girl, I knew you had to be a “Lucy”.
So as we
enter into this Christmas season, I hope you girls know that you will always
remain our favorite presents. We were happy as a family of three but even more
complete as a group of four! Merry Christmas girls!!
P.S. I
lied --- I wanted you to be a girl all along.
P.S.S. Being your dad
is awesome!
