When we first adopted Rachel she was six years old. She was mature beyond her years. You would have been too if you had been changing diapers and raising your little brothers since you were three. We had already decided that we were going to change the kids' names (at least their middle names) when the adoption was final and we thought that it would be neat to let Rachel pick her own name. She thought about it for quite a while and then one day came running to us, just beaming ... "I have decided on my new name" she announced. "I want it to be Princess Cinderella" As much as she loved it we really couldn't picture a 40 year old woman named that, so we just kept Rachel.
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