She suggests that we go with our first thought - that's easy - Josh.
I've often mentioned to family and friends how lucky I am to have Josh as a son.
There's no drug issues
No fear of becoming a grandparent too soon
No late night parties, speeding tickets, or car accidents
There are frequent and sincere "I love you"s
Genuine gratitude freely expressed
Hugs in public
We can debate how much an extra chromosome plays in to some of those things, and how much is just Josh being Josh.
At this point in our lives, it doesn't really matter that much to me. All that matters is that we genuinely LIKE each other. We have a relationship that has far surpassed anything I would have expected before he was born.