So after a day of trying to make our dog fit the name Levi we realized we picked the wrong name for him. It was pretty obvious when people would ask me, "What did you name your dog?" and I couldn't remember. For minutes on end. So in true Barron fashion (Henry was named Issac for the first 4 hours of his life) we have made a change. Levi is Levi no more. But he is (drum roll please) ... Tyson! And that my friends will not change (other than the few times today that Henry actually rememberd the name Levi and called Tyson, Levi. Oops).