Yep! That's A Deason

My first grandson was born three days ago.  His name is Bill.  Although my father's name is Bill, baby boy Bill is named after Tyson's favorite football team...the Buffalo Bills.  That's what happens when you leave a man in charge of something as important as naming a son.

I remember when I was pregnant with Jaden.  We didn't cheat and find out what we were having.  (Note: I didn't cheat with any of the 5 kids.)  Anyhow, Mark was golfing, came home and informed me that he had a name picked for a girl.  Callie Taylor.  I was quite impressed.  I thought it was super cute.  He proudly announced that it was after two golf brands - Calloway and Taylor Made.  Wow.  Hold that thought...I'm not done with our proud bonding moment...He then informed me that if we had a boy he would be named after his favorite club.  You guessed it - Ping.  Imagine my horror at that statement.  I promptly cut a deal that he could name the girl and I would pick the boys name.  No compromise on that one.  I must admit that I am thrilled that I can tell my child that HE is named after my grandfather and Uncle and that I'm not the parent explaining that "Yes, darling, you're beautiful name is after Dad's golf clubs."  Wow.

It's so fun to see bits of yourself run a bit further down the line.  I still love watching my kids and finding things that they do or say that reminds me of something Mark or I have done or still do.  I love to hear how much my kids look like me or sound like me or yell like me or sing like me.  How they run like Mark or work like Mark or smile like Mark, love the outdoors like Mark.  It's those things that will keep Mark and I in stories for some time to come.

So, we welcome Bill.  We'll teach you to protect those you love.  Be true to who you are.  When you do something good...when you do something bad... It's a Deason thing!