The story behind the name!!!!

Okay so how we got the name.....

I love history, anything to do with history really. Sports history, war history, The Renissance, The Dark Ages, the BOM times and Bible times, history in itself just intriges me. In high school I took an Olympic and Sports history class and learned about James J. Braddock, a boxer during the Great Depression. I feel in love with his Cinderella Story, it just struck a cord in my heart. He had so much love for his family and wanted to do whatever it took to provide for them. At a time when couples were having to send their children away to homes to take care of them, he refused to have his family broken up and did everything he could to take care of them, including boxing with broken ribs and hands, going without his meals so that his kids could have extra, and working 24 hours at a time sometimes when ever he could get the work to make sure his family survived. At the age of 29 (old for a boxer) he came back against all odds and battling with freshly healed limbs and won the World Heavy Weight title, setting his family up for the rest of their life. His journey to get there was not easy and was plaqued with many heart aches and full of disapointments but he never gave up on his dream or his family. The story always stuck with me. A few years ago they wrote a book about it and came out with the movie both titled CINDERELLA MAN. We bought the book and Noah read it and fell in love with the story as well, we immediately bought the movie and were very impressed with how accurate the book and movie both are. If you have not seen or read either one you really should, its really a wonderful historically accurate story.

The week before I found out I was pregnant I was brushing my teeth and that name popped into my head and I wanted to go watch the movie. Noah came into the bathroom about 30 seconds later and said "For some reason the name Braddock just popped into my head, you know the boxer from the Great Depression, want to watch that movie?" I just laughed and said it must be a sign because I was thinking the same thing. The next Monday we found out we were pregnant and right then we knew, if it was a boy his name was Braddoc (minus the K) and sure enough he was a boy and so that name stuck.

Ammon was a little harder, we had three names we were torn between and for some reason my heart kept going to Ammon. The story of Ammon cutting off the arms and taking them to the king has always been my favorite BOM story and during this pregnancy I was reading the BOM every time I read about Ammon, which is of course a lot in the BOM, my heart would just skip a beat and so I took the name to Noah, he vetoed it at first but came to me one day and said, "You know Ammon is not so bad." So that went on the list. I knew that was his middle name the whole time, we just had to wait and see him so Noah would know. And as soon as he was born that was it, Braddoc Ammon, my warrior, my fighter. There is no other name more fitting for him, that is who he is!

I had to throw this one of Landon is here, cause it was too cute! Thats sour cream and tortilla all over his face. YUMMY!!!!