I called L.L. Bean within the hour and felt at peace that the decision was finally behind us. I planned to keep the name a secret from the kids until we decorated for Christmas. They'd find the new stocking in the box with all of the decorations and ornaments, and they'd cheer and celebrate and we'd sip our hot chocolates and make a toast to our little boy. At least that's what I'd imagined.
And then I got this from my husband....
"It just doesn't look right."
Lyle said he'd tried to like it. He'd really tried, but it just had no meaning for him. Each one of our children's names has meant something to us, something beyond us just liking the sound. And so the name Owen wasn't meant to be. For us. But if you happen to know of anyone expecting an Owen, let them know where they can get an awesome deal on a stocking.