What's in a name?

My dad's best friend from childhood and his wife sent us these sweet shirts for the boys. They looked so cute in them today (for the hour before they both spit up on them!) And this incredible lady Preston works with made each of the boys one of these sweet baby blankets. How nice is that?

Lots of people have asked about the boys' names. I think we always knew we were going to have twin boys and we had their names picked out before they were even a little speck in my tummy. Really! Those were just always their names. I can't even explain it. I've heard some people say they felt like their babies named themselves and that's how I feel about Dexter and Davis. They let us know what their names were!

Dexter is named after the small town in Georgia my dad grew up in and his middle name, Phillip, is after Preston's dad who passed away when Preston was eight. Since I was a kid, I have always wanted to name a boy Dexter and I love the name Phillip. I think it's special that he carries his name. Dexter usually goes by Dex...and occasionally Sexy Dexy, DP, or Sal (he truly resembles a salamander when he eats.)

Davis has always been Preston's favorite name. I remember Preston watching golf one Saturday when we lived in our little apartment by the beach and pointing out a golfer named Davis Love and telling me he really liked his name. I loved it too when I heard it. Davis's middle name, Morgan, is my dad's middle name and was going to be my name had I been a boy. Davis also goes by Daveycakes and Sherman (Think the Klump family. This kid whiffers like nobody's business,) but NO ONE better call him Dave. That is my one stipulation. I know. I'm crazy.

I just love their names and I think they fit them perfectly. When I was pregnant, we knew exactly which one was which too. Baby A was Davis and Baby B was Dex. Throughout my entire pregnancy, we talked about them and prayed about them by name. I love that we always knew their names. I felt like we already knew them.