Son of the sea

One of the reasons I chose the name Dylan was because it is easily pronounced in both English and Italian (OK, they say something like "D-Lawn" but I can live with that). I also liked the name Ian and I emailed that to Cristiano at work one day shortly after we found out that we were having a boy. He emailed me back telling me it was a name he didn't know but he liked it. He came home and told me, "Yes, I like the name 'Yawn' too. 'Yawn Cugini.' Has a nice ring to it." No, no. I was not going to have a kid whose name was pronounced "Yawn" by Italians. What won me over on the name Dylan was the meaning. It means "son of the sea" in Welsh. I thought that was perfect as Dylan was to be born in a country surrounded by seas. Cristiano loves the sea, as do I. Today kicks off a big holiday weekend in Europe. Mom, papà and the son of the sea are going to the beach in Tuscany. I have a cold and my usual spring stress cough but what can you do? Maybe some relaxation and sea air will do this tired famiglia good. We need it. See you when we get back.