Decision Time

We got an envelope from the church today, addressed to both of us. There's only thing we've dealt with the church for, and that's Molli's name. We knew the envelope held the answer... but would it be the answer we wanted? We were terrified. We opened the envelope with a letter opener but just stood there staring down at Molli in her playpen.

"We'll give it one more try if they reject it," Trine said.

"Right," I said.

I pulled the sheet out of the envelope. Here's a detail:



Our daughter is now legally, officially, authentically, and permanently Molli Malou Kammer Nagan.

After all this, I suddenly understand the Danish tradition of throwing a naming party. Time to start planning that bash...!

UPDATE: A few minutes after I posted this, I did a Google search on the literal string "Molli Malou" (a "literal string" means you include the quotes in your Google search, limiting results to exact matches). My websites were the only thing that popped up. Out of curiosity, I then did a search on "Molly Malou" to see what came up. A bunch of Swedish sites—about dogs and horses! Here's one sweet Molly Malou (scroll down a little)... someday we'll have to get them together for a drooling contest!