On the ride back from Columbus to New York, there was plenty of time to discuss exciting facts about the baby, including the likelihood that the baby was currently about the size of a poppy seed.
This lead Daddy to proclaim his preferred grandfather name as Poppy, since it was fun, easy to say/remember, and had special meaning for the time he found out about the baby!
Not to be outdone, Mommy was ready to choose her name, too. She decided to go with Mimi (spelling yet to be determined), combing the sounds of Meemo, my favorite name to call her, and Amy, her real given name. Plus it goes pretty well with Poppy.