When everyone was gathered, Grandpa P. asked us what we were going to name this beautiful boy, so we told him your middle name first. It would be Edward, since that is the middle name of many of the strong and honorable men in my family: starting with Great-grandpa Paulhus, Great-grandpa Meynier, Uncle Mike and Grandpa Paulhus. And we finally spilled the beans that you would be called Boston. We went through so many names, looking for something meaningful, one of a kind and something that flowed well with our last name. We decided that since your older brother is named after Daddy’s side of the family, your name would represent something special from the Paulhus side. Grandpa P. was born and raised in Rhode Island and has been a Boston Red Sox fan since he can remember. Uncle Mike and Uncle Brandon (your godfather) both graduated from Boston College. We also wanted a name that started with a “B.” So when we came up with this name, we thought about it and made sure it was perfect before committing to it.Some of the runner up names were: Brayden, Bienville, Bentley, Blakely, Berkeley, and Brennan. Once we put it all together, Boston Edward Brawley, we knew it was perfect. We wanted you to have a name that will set you apart; people will remember when they meet you because they will probably never meet another Boston again. [Although as a side note, the second night we were in the hospital, the nurse mentioned as she was returning you from the nursery that there was another Boston in the nursery at the same time!] It sounds so strong and stately and how cool will it be to wear a Red Sox jersey with your name on the front! By the way, the Red Sox came from behind on your birth day to win the game! And coincidentally, the city of Portland was almost named Boston too! Everyone seemed to like it; I’m sure it through a few people off (like your Great Grandma Paulhus later asked me why we chose Boston, since it was such an unusual name), but we think it fits you to a tee!
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