"If you are still in the process of raising children, be aware that the tiny fingerprints that show up on almost every newly cleaned surface, the toys scattered about the house, the piles and piles of laundry to be tackled will disappear all too soon and that you will—to your surprise—miss them profoundly."
-Pres. Thomas S. Monson

Monday, April 15, 2013


We struggled with finding a middle name for Paige.  We wanted it to have meaning.  We wanted it to sound good!  For some reason Paige just didn't flow very well with any of the middle names we thought of.

It was only about 2 weeks before she was born that I got an early morning text message from Dallas.  "Paige Abigail."  That's all it said.  That was it!  Just the night before I had been praying that we would know what her name should be, and the moment I read it I knew that was it.

Paige Abigail.

Abigail means "joy of the father."  We couldn't have picked a better name.


  1. That truly is a beautiful name. We hadn't really decided on a middle name either. I was in labor at the hospital, then the name Grace popped into my head, and that was that!

  2. How perfectly fitting. It's so fitting that I'll forgive you for not making her middle name Marciea. :)