A bunch of my girlfriends gather around and have scrapbook night once and awhile. We don’t talk too much because we are concentrating on what were are doing, but of course were talking about what else…my new but old tractor!
At this point I knew I had to name it, but I wasn’t sure what! We were all thinking about names to call it and none were that prefect name. Anyone that knows me, knows I want everything perfect or at least very close to perfect. No, actually… Perfect! Finally, my cousin Abbie said to me what about a southern name? “oooooo…that might be cool”, I said.
The next day Abbie sent me the list of names from a baby name book she had and I just wasn’t feeling that they were the right fit. I was so bummed. I just wanted to pick out a name for my little miss daisy. I remember saying to myself …”little miss daisy over and over again. I have to come up with a name little miss daisy” as I was sitting on the stool staring at it and talking to it as if it was a person. I said that over and over again! Then it hit me…..I am going to name her “Daisy”!
Now that Daisy has a name! What’s next?