And then there were two

Charlotte had no clue what we were going to name her brother so I had never heard her say his name until she came to the hospital to meet him. 

She crawled up into my lap and seemed quite apprehensive about the entire situation.  She was looking at him with a curious little smirk and I asked, "Do you know what your brother's name is?"

C: "Henny"

That tiny little voice with a random southern belle accent saying his name almost brought me to tears.  

If I had known how adorable it was going to be I would have named him Henry Henry instead.

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