Many pillow related fights/threats/and close cushion calls later, we've finally narrowed it down to the last few and started bouncing said final candidates off one another as we started to decorate the room we cleared out for the baby.

"You know." I say, carrying in one of the bags of stuff we'd bought earlier. "I guess I could get on board with the name Greyson, ya know? I think I was a little too hard on it."

She shakes her head "Please don't."

"Don't what?"

"Don't get on board with it." She answers, sort of snickering. "Could you hand me that bag?"

"Sure. But, but why about the name?"

She takes the bag of clothes we'd gotten and starts putting them away, in the dresser she's standing in front of. "Because I kind of hate it now."

My eyebrows raise. "You HATE it? I was the one who felt that way, remember? I said it sounded like we had a grey son, and that's how we came up with his name."

She chuckles. "I remember, I remember...I don't know, I'm just not feeling it anymore."

"Not feeling it, you just said you HATE it." I remind her.

"Alright, I'm VERY strongly not feeling it, you happy?"

"Very" I chuckle. So Greyson's out then?"

"Yes." She giggles. "Yes, Greyson's out."

I pick up the notepad I've been jotting them down on and pen a nice, bold, strike through Greyson on the list. "No...ooonnn Greyson."

"You found a notepad." She observes.

"Yeah." I chuckle. "In the study, where we keep a lot of stuff to write stuff down with, you should check it out sometime."

She tries to hold back a laugh. "Don't be a smart ass."

I stick my tongue out at her.

"Anyway, what are we down to now?" She asks, picking up the other bag and taking the stuffed animals out of it to arrange them.

"Aaa...uuuummm..." I mutter, reaching over for the notepad which I had just set down. "Ainsley, Jocelyn, Ryder, and Quinn."

"Great." She says, coming over to me. "So how do we narrow down from those?"

"Coin flip?" I suggest.

"A coin only has two sides, Zia!" She laughs.

I pull a quarter out of my pocket and turn it around in my fingers, as if I'm inspecting it. "They do? ...huh, supposed you're right."

"Gimme that!" She laughs, snatching it away from me.

"Nooo" I whine. "That was miiinnne."

"Too bad." She smirks.

I roll my eyes. "I meant multiple coin flips, you know. Heads and the boy name is x and tails if it's y, and so forth."

"Alright" she chuckles. "Suppose that'll work."

"Perfect. Now gimme back my quarter, it's for the greater good! Our kid's name is at stake!"

"Fiiiine" she sighs, defeatedly.

"Thank you...now..." I set the coin into position. Boy name...heads for Ryder, tails for Quinn."

"Let's do it."

I flip the coin up into the air, from my thumb, smacking it to my arm when it comes back down.

"Tails." I reveal, when I pick my hand back up. "Quinn, it is. Still sure about Quinn?"

"Yes." She reaffirms. "Yes to Quinn."

"Alright." I say, picking the coin back up, after drawing a strike through Ryder. "Girl name, then. Which for which?"

"How booouuut, Heads for Jocelyn, tails for Ainsley?"

I flip the coin once again, slapping it down when it comes back again.

"Tails again." She notes.

I draw another strike, this time through Jocelyn. "So Jocelyn's out then."

"Finally, some progress." She sighs of relief.

I nod back, going in to kiss her. "Finally some progress...hallelujah."