I woke on the bed with Evan still beside me. Our son was nestled in the covers between us. I looked down to find the Little one sucking loudly on Evan’s smallest finger.

“He started to make Loud sounds,” Evan said, “and I put my hand near his mouth. Now he is happy.”

“That will work for a bit,” I assured him, “but if the child is hungry, he must eat.”

I sat up and picked up my wide eyed baby. He was absolutely voracious when he found the nipple again. He had been practicing on Evan’s finger for quite a while it seemed.

“Do you know his name?” Evan asked suddenly. “You have not told us this one’s name yet. I wish him to have a name.” Evan’s eyes bore into me as he watched our son feed.

“Well,” I said hoping this decision would not offend his Brothers, “do you have a name you would Like to call him? Is there a name you’ve heard that you Like?”

Evan looked confused.

call him by his name, not

new this was

through books and books of names for

name,” I said with authority, “is

as he grinned

L A ‘s L I B R A

he said

didn’t seem anything could take the happy

in and sat on the

is Jonathan,” Evan informed his

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