Boy. He is a Boy, but that is what I called him until tonight. Tonight we gave him a proper name. Eliot, spelled the same way as T.S. Eliot. Cooper, short for his grandmother's maiden name. He looks so much like the others, but mostly like this one:
And Will can call him "Eli," which was his choice of a name for his baby brother.
I don't have the words to eloquently describe my feelings at this moment, but certainly two words come easy: Blessed and Love.