It's finally been decided...if we have a boy, his name will be Quatro! At least that's what Richie has been telling everyone. For days now, Richie has been telling me the name of our future son, and I have just been laughing it off. Today he told his entire class at school as well as his family that our boy will be named Quatro. The best reactions came from his family.
Around noon, Richie called his brother-in-law to inform him of our newly decided name. Between laughs and Richie saying, "I'm serious Troy!" Richie finally convinced Troy that we had really decided on that name. Troy said that he would back Richie on any name he chose, but Richie's sister Rachel was not so supportive.
Minutes after hearing the news, Rachel was dialing Richie on the phone to voice her disapproval. She told Richie she was definitely putting her foot down on Quatro! After all, we weren't having a black child! Richie informed her it was a Spanish name, so it didn't matter if the name was black or not!
While Richie was in class, word somehow got to his mother, who also tried to gently sway Richie away from our precious name. She mentioned she was just worried that he would be made fun of--it would be just like naming our son Four! Richie reassured her that living in Tucson, people would not make fun of the Spanish name Quatro, and not to worry about it.
After some sincere thought on the issue however, we have come to the conclusion that perhaps Quatro is not the right name for our son.
We will name him Cinco.
