Naming a child is a very nerve racking thing to do. How do you even begin to decide. We had always had the idea that our first boy would have Max as a middle name. But some where along the process of naming our first little boy. Max became his first name. We had kicked around a few ideas and thought of a million no's. But Max felt right. We could see calling our little guy Max. Plus it was daddy's middle name. And daddy was named after Grandpa Max Beck. And he was a good man to be named after.
Then we needed a middle name. So somewhere along the way we decided to nod at my family tradition of J names and have all our middle names be J names. But which one. So we thought awhile on that. And then it was just Jay. I always wanted a little girl to have the middle name Jae. Because my dad called me J growing up. And I have a great uncle Jay who is a good man. And that reminds me of summers spent in Michigan at his house and the egg farm and fireflies and buggy rides and cousins. Also the owner of the company I work for is named Jay and though I wouldn't name my baby after him it certainly doesn't hurt that he is a great guy.
And so we have Max Jay Bates. The littlest name for a beautiful little boy.
