Baby Bee {Davis}

Davis.

Our sweet newborn baby.

One day you'll ask me where your name came from. How we chose it. If there's any meaning behind it.

Here is the story I will tell you.

Papa Joe chose it.

During the last few days, hours, minutes of his life I spent as much time at the hospital with Papa Joe as I could. I spent time just sitting next to the hospital bed, praying, and listening to the monitors. In those last days there were times where Papa Joe was completely coherent and carrying on conversation. During one of those moments someone asked him what he thought I should name the baby. David.

David was the name of my uncle who passed away a few years ago. David and Papa Joe were best friends. Brothers (In-law). Fishing buddies. Jokesters. One (two) in a million type of people.

We changed the name "David" to Davis for a couple of reasons. 1} To give you your own name. Your own identity. 2} To make the name slightly more unique.

Davis, as you go through life always remember you have a very special name. You have a name that was chosen with love and that represents two amazing men. Your name is more than just a name, it's a memory. It's a legacy. You are such an amazing little boy and I know that Papa Joe (and David) would be so proud of you.

Davis Joe. Our sweet little blessing. Carry your name with honor.