After Everett was born, we showed up at our 3 day old check up with our much loved (and missed) pediatrician. He gave us hugs and asked our new little munchkins name. "Everett!" I declared. I love his name and it has so much meaning for us. Then the conversation went something like this....
Dr.: "Everett? Well what are you going to call him?"
Dr. "Well, what's his middle name?"
Dr.: "Well Keith is good. Or, you could call him E. Keith."
Me: "Well, I think we are going to call him....Everett."
We should have taken this as a sign. Everett has so many nicknames it is getting hard to keep track.
Tank (Uncle Mike's favorite)
Little Guy (Holden)
It is so cute, but I still just call him Everett. I wonder which one is going to stick. With the way he keeps eating I m thinking it may be Chunk or Tank!