And the winner is...

After much debate, the ballots are in, have been tallied, and verified. This is how the process went:

Sunday in the hospital, sitting in complete shock and awe everyone kept asking us if we had selected a name. I'm sure the stuporous expression was reassuring to the staff at the hospital, making them think, "Who gave these folks license for #4?" Fortunately they were tactful enough to keep those thoughts to themselves, as many of our readership has, too!

Monday- I woke up wondering why the other half of my bed was empty and why Kelsey was staring me in the face at 6:30 AM. Then it hit me, Kathryn was stuck at the hospital with... what's his name? Oh yeah, we better start thinking about giving this kid an identity before he gets a complex. That night debate was flowing thicker than molasses between Kathryn and myself. Some of the deals being struck would have made the Democratic Party and Dr. Obama proud, as if we were the key to the healthcare debate.

Tuesday morning- we had whittled it down to the final four. It was time to bring it before the family council. Name #1 was submitted. Immediately, 6 tiny hands shot into the air in approval. The presiding leadership looked at each other, then submitted name #2. Again, 30 little fingers were waving their approbation. Name #3 followed suit, as did name #4. So finally, we cut the debate short, since we had confused representatives, and simply agreed on one final name:

Bryce Robert Black

The End.