I spoke to Bill's mom today and she said that she wanted to call her baby Bill if it was a boy. She never had any intentions of making his name William. She also said that his dad was okay with whatever she decided to name him. She told me that they started to call him Billy when he was very little. Often people still refer to him that way. He was not named after any one and he does not have a middle name. BILL MEANS WILL OR DESIRE. I think both of those describe him. He has many specific ideas about things and how he wants to go about getting them done. Often I am on the opposite page as him on how to accomplish the task, but in the end love the outcome and results!
My mom told me that she had picked out the name Casey, as a girl name, when she was about 15. She said it was off of some television show that some guy's wife or secretary or something was named Casey. She did not know that she was having twins until she was 33 weeks pregnant (we were born 6 days after she found out.) They picked the name Carey in case it was a boy. They picked the name James as his middle name and then came up with Janelle (my middle name to match his.) Janelle was the name of one of my mom's high school friends. CASEY MEANS BRAVE AND PEACEMAKER. Those of you that know me I think that describes me to a perfect T. By peacemaker I mean that I cannot stand to have peace in my relationships. Sure we all get upset and vent, disagree, or even end up in an argument, but I am quick to fix-it, forgive it, and forget it. Quickly. Like within the same couple of hours if not day. If something goes on longer than a day I am a mess personally. I just need to get the air cleared.
Luke's name came from my old boss, Brian Luke Miller. He is/was an amazing boss, father, and husband. He puts Christ first in all that he does. I learned so many wonderful things from him during the 5 years I was his Executive Assistant. I cannot say enough good things about how highly I regard him. Luke's middle name Russell is from one of Bill's best friends. Russ lives in Hawaii with his family. He too is an amazing Christian father and husband. We enjoy every minute we spend with their family whether it's here in California or in Hawaii. After I had left ARAMARK to go back to school to teach I decided that I wanted to name a son, if I had one, Luke. When I was 20 weeks pregnant, we confirmed that it was indeed a boy, his first name was set. Russell was not decided upon until almost delivery day. Bill picked out his middle name. LUKE MEANS BRINGER OF LIGHT. He definitely brought light into our lives the moment he arrived and continues to do so each day!
Kyle is our youngest little guy. Since I got to pick Luke's first name, Bill claimed he got to pick baby #2's name! I literally went page by page through the baby name book writing down anything I thought I liked. I went to Bill with 40 names and he said no to all of them. The problem was he didn't have 1 name he even liked! Slowly over 10 months we said names left and right. He decided he really liked Kyle. I really didn't. I wanted a cool, hip name. A 1 syllable name to match Bill and Luke. One day we were sitting on the beach at Camp Pendelton and I was looking at a surfing magazine. There was a professional surfer named Kai something or other! I loved it. I ran it by Bill and he said great. Let's name him Kyle and call him Kai. Ugh. I hated that idea. As a teacher I am a firm believer you name your child what you want him or her to be called! So time went on and I figured it was the closest I would get. So he was named Kyle and we call him Kai. We will have him called Kai in school as well. His middle name was never really a topic. Once he was born I still had my list of names I liked hiding away. Bill said he didn't care and so I looked at my mom and said how about Aidan. Aidan it is! KYLE MEANS BELOVED AND KAI MEANS OCEAN IN HAWAIIAN. He certainly fits the bill for both. We adore him!
What is the story with your family names?
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