Mom-ita found a piece of paper she’d used to write things down on that M-ito has said to us. This is from when he was three years old.
M-ito – “If I have a brother or sister what will their names be?”
Mom-ita – “If we have another child and it’s a girl we’ll name her Lil-ita after my grandmother, just as you were named M-ito after your father’s grandfather.”
M-ito – “If we have a boy can I name him?”
Mom-ita – “What would you name him?”
M-ito – “Spike.”
It’s five years later and we are past being able to have a second child. It is an ache in our hearts that won’t fully go away.
We got a dog in July. It fell into our laps. It had been returned by the original adopting family to a trainer that we know who called us and offered him to us for adoption. He was a little 15 pound, 8 months old hypoallergenic Havanese, and he was already named – Spike.