Sunday 27 June 2021

Dear Finch

Dear Finch,

I must confess that your name did not jump at me the way Beckett's did. I played around in my mind with Stark, Everdeen, Granger, Francon, and Taggart. 

Beckett already named you Kaju Noe, and that is not in line with my taxonomical construct. So it took some more effort to find you a name. 

But when it came to me, it was very easy. 

I must also confess that I've not been as enamored or swept up with your approaching arrival as I was with Beckett's. 

But I promise that when you do arrive, I will make up for it in paternal skill & sincerity.  I'm a much better father now than I was six years ago when we welcomed Beckett.

Still wedded to silliness, quixotically optimistic, and whimsical in mostly good ways. But also simpler & minus unnecessary drama.

I cannot wait to meet you in person. 

And so can't Beckett. She's both excited and nervous, and I can promise you that she will be the best thing to happen to you.