Melony
All three of us sat in silence for a little while so we could come to terms with our son's identity. More so Mark than Theo and I. We have pretty much prepared ourselves for this moment the last week or so. Eventually, he reeled in his emotions and all of our family and friends made their way into the room to fuss over the pup. He had fallen asleep right before they all came in but I knew he would be waking up soon to get a bottle.
Edward was currently holding him while Olive was standing over his shoulder. She was not letting him out of her sight whatsoever.
"So, does our grandchild have a name? Or are we just going to call him baby all the time?" My mother quipped.
I smiled at Theodore and he nudged me on to answer her question. "Yes. He has a name mother. Grey. Greyson An
