Two children. Two gorgeous children. Two children each with a lovely (IMHO) name. Both names biblical, each with a cheekily "It's in the Bible" middle name. Two very different names. Both strong, important women in the Bible - albeit with very different roles, backgrounds and amount of words allocated to them.
Both difficult to spell it seems, judging by the number of people who spell them wrong on letters and cards, etc. I didn't mean to do that. I guess maybe that's apology #1. As a teacher of young children, and a person with an apparently hard to spell name, you'd think I'd have given you names that you won't spend the rest of your lives spelling out. Sorry girls.
Apology #2 is that I call you the wrong name. To be fair, I usually get E right. You're child number one. You've had the name for 2 1/2 years. Unless I'm calling you Trouble, or Blondie, or Gorgeous Girl, (or in Tall Daddy's case, Shortie!) you're usually named right. P on the other hand, usually gets called by your sister's name. So little P, I'm sorry. I'm trying hard. However, I feel this could be another moment I'm turning into my Mum. At least I don't have a sister....it means I won't try her name before yours. And to be fair, at least being called another girl's name is better than a boy's name as in Grandma's case, as she usually tries my Aunt's name, then my brother's, before she tried my own.
I'll do my best. I'll try to remember the gorgeous name we gave you. The name I fought hard for, and Daddy let me choose for you as he had chosen your sister's name. Sorry, P.
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