When I introduce my kids to people, one of the first things I get asked is, "Where do you get their names??" Well...
Starting with Stone, when we found out it was a boy, it was decided it needed to be a tough name that sounds good on the football field (yes, I'm serious). "That's a touch down by Stone Jessup!" or "That's a tackle by Stone Jessup!" We had a couple names lined up for child #1. In addition to the football field name, it had to be somewhat unique.
Middle name is Clifford. Had to use daddy's name in there. It's like a must....right?!
My mom casually mentioned the name Emerson when I was pregnant with #2. It stuck. I loved it. We had another name in mind (Presley). Cliff was looking at our sweet baby girl (un-named) while she lay in the nursery. Next to him, was a father, also adoring his daughter, right next to ours. Her name was Presley. Cliff came back and said it obviously wasn't unique enough if the baby NEXT to her, born within MINUTES of her was named that. So Emerson won.
Middle name is Rose. My middle name is Rose. I loved the way it sounded. It just rings. Emerson Rose. Rock star chick. Right?!
We were told child #3 was a boy. Same criteria. Football field sounding name. And after getting used to a strong one syllable name from boy #1, we added on a 3rd requirement. Boy names in our family must be one syllable. We had a few good ones, but Knox was the winner.
Middle name is Sterling. We tested a bunch of names. I feel like middle names have to mean something since our first names are just kind of random in a way. We came across the name Sterling, and Cliff does have a cousin with that name, so that was enough for it to be significant, I suppose. I just loved the way it sounded.
Middle name is Rockwell. Have you heard of Porter Rockwell? AWESOME man in our early church history. Look him up. That's a pretty dang significant name if you ask me.
There you have it folks. Our kids names.
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