When we were told that you would be a girl, we were clear: your name would be Mercè. Like the co-patron saint of your city and the most universal Catalan writer. You are the first Mercè in the family and one of the few babies born in 2026 who can celebrate their name day dancing with the Giants of El Pi and the Giants of the City. The reaction of those around us when we announced it finally convinced us. We realized that, besides Joseps, Joans and Maries, there used to be Mercès in every home too. Everyone told us with a smile that they had a grandmother or an aunt with that name, but that they didn't know any girl who was named like you. "We'll tell Collboni to give us extra points to get into daycare and to save us a spot on the City Hall balcony to watch the procession every September," I remember we said jokingly with your father.