… Chaco and Francisco (Paco), Cinnamon’s twin boys.
Here they are at just over three hours old.
Chaco is closer to the camera with more brown. He looks more like his father, Shemp. Paco is closer to Cinnamon. He’s almost all white except for a patch of taupe on the back of his neck.
We went back and forth on names for almost 24 hours. Half Moon’s name seemed more self-evident (not to mention New Age-y). I liked the idea of two boys’ names that were somehow connected–in history, fiction, film, or folklore.
Romulus and Remus? Tweedledee and Tweedledum? Tom and Ray?
Nope, nope, nope.
Ron suggested some kind of names that evoked their breed heritage–Navajo Churro. I liked that idea, but we couldn’t come up with many options at first. Ron thought of Chaco. I thought of Taos. Ron thought of Cedar and Mesa. Or Mesa and Verde. Then he thought of Koko and Pelli to evoke one of the gods.
I also liked the New Age-y option of evoking what was happening on the farm and the season when they were born. The fruit trees are in full bloom, but Blossom is a girl’s name. Rhubarb and Asparagus? Not so much.
My undergraduate RA and I worked together Friday afternoon. She suggested two tree names. I was thinking about Aspen (Southwest) and Maple (Northeast) for a while, given their colors.
But the Navajo and Southwest theme stuck with me the most. We both liked Chaco for the boy with more brown on him. For about 30 minutes, the other one was simply named Canyon (to fill out the Chaco Canyon reference). But that didn’t roll off the tongue.
Ron thought of Paco as a Spanish boy’s name. I wasn’t totally thrilled, but the rhyming is pretty cute (if not potentially challenging).
This morning I decided to look up Paco on that Great Fount of Wisdom–Wikipedia.
Turns out Paco is a nickname for Francisco, and Francisco is probably derived from St. Francis of Assisi. I’ve always liked St. Francis (and I like Francis even more given Pope Francis). Then Ron found this wonderful piece of art from Taos that shows (a very brown, Native American-looking) St. Francis with three (white) sheep. They are probably Navajo Churro sheep. We have it hanging in our kitchen. St. Francis is definitely the patron saint of the farm.
And so it was settled–Chaco and Paco. Here they are. Get your cute on.
Here’s Chaco (top), just a minute or two after being born with Cinnamon cleaning him up. Three cute close-ups. As you can see, he has a brown nose, some brown/taupe patches on his back, and brown on his feet (little booties). He’s really cute. He was born first, but he’s smaller, thinner, and not quite as strong as Paco. He’s less of an obsessive nurser and likes to lay down. He also likes pets.
And here’s Paco. Top photo shows him seconds after being born. We saw him being born close-up (and, no, Cheri, we didn’t know Cinnamon was carrying twins!). You can see Chaco standing up rather unsteadily on the right. Below are all photos of Paco. He’s more classically handsome–all white with the taupe patch on the back of his neck. He also likes pets and he seems to be a bit bolder and more adventurous. He started walking up to me within 12 hours (!?!?!?!).
Not surprisingly, the twins are buddies, hanging out together most of the time.
Like I said, get your cute on.
And (KNOCK ON WOOD), there should be (at least) two more lambs coming!