Family

Aven spent this past week at camp and brought home all of the crafts they'd made.  One was a "family tree" picture.

She has me, her dad, all three sisters and, at the top of the "tree", she included Ason, which is what we have decided Charlie's name will be (we are going to spell it Aeson, which is Greek for a man who was given a second youth.  Pretty fitting, huh?).  She did this herself, without any prompting or any "and who else is in your family?".  I cannot begin to tell you how much it means to me that, as we impatiently await his arrival, when asked to name her family, Charlie is just naturally a part of it.