Eight years ago we received a gift – baby number 3, a little girl.
My mother flew all the way to Korea to be with us and help with the older children when I went to the hospital. When she received the call that the baby had arrived and we were both doing well, she headed up to tell Boo and Pumpkin Girl about their new sibling.
Pumpkin Girl, with her not-quite-three year old, bossy self stood at the stop of the stair case and demanded, “So, what came out of my mama’s belly?”
My mother replied, “A little girl. And they named her Rebecca.”
To which five year old Boo wailed, “Oooohh! I wanted to name her Rosie!!”
For a long time we called her Rebecca Maria Rosie Banana. The “banana” came later and is a story for another time.
Today we celebrate her with love and happiness. It was truly a blessing to have loved and been loved by her.