Laura and I spent so much time researching names and arguing over the ones we liked and why we wouldn’t settle with this name or that one. We each had our lists, and were not shy about crossing off names from each other’s lists.
I can’t remember when we first agreed on Zoë’s name, but we had help. Laura’s friend was visiting from Philadelphia and commented on Laura’s list. She said, “Zeppo and Zoë. I’m surprised you aren’t fighting for this name.” When she put it that way, I was immediately persuaded. I knew Zoë’s first name could not be anything else.
Then we had the challenge of finding the right middle name. That was pretty simple for us to agree on. Laura loves the name Faye and I liked how her name flowed. Zoë Faye Young had a name!
It is also convenient that Zoë is named after me when after all she is a spitting image of her old man. I’ve looked at a few pictures of her that Laura took at home and my first question was how did Laura get a baby picture of me.