The last few weeks I've thought about our second son and his name. But my thoughts were heavy on his name especially last night. You see, Judson was this missionary that really captured both Ernie and I, both in his conviction for the lost and his prayer life. What had drawn us to this name was a life we'd read and learned about and felt it would be wonderful to give to our son. But last night my heart suddenly didn't want to pass up giving our son a name from his father, who helps me love Jesus more everyday than anyone in history I've learned from. And deep down this was certainly something Ernie wanted for a son.
So, because he was on a night shift and I couldn't sleep, we had to make something very official through text message:
Ernie: Well, what do you think of Ernie Brooks?
Lisa: I think Ernie Brooks is really cute, I really want to do it.
Ernie: When can I tell people that name has changed?
Lisa: Are we making this official now?
Ernie: As long as you are 100 percent.
Lisa: We'd better make this official now, I don't have much pregnancy time left to think through it anymore!
Ernie: Did you tell the baby his name changed?
Lisa: Oh, I should definitely do that.
And then, 15 minutes after suggesting I should really get some sleep:
Ernie: I'M SO EXCITED!!!
Lisa: I know I can't sleep!
So, I'd like to re-introduce our son to you. Our little Ernie Brooks Blanco. He's due in 8 weeks:)
The name Judson will probably be saved if God gives us another boy, we'll see.
Our poor niece who's been working so hard on saying "Judson", sorry sweetie!