Brat Dax

"Dax." "What?" James was patient and repeated, "Dax! D, A, X." Lydia frowned, "Dax?" She was not very satisfied with the nickname. The nicknames of other children were either cute or meaningful, and some of them were easy to remember. But Dax... Elizabeth felt warm in her heart, and she smiled gently. Dax... If she was right, James wanted to express the meaning that the child was their treasure, right? On the wedding ring he designed, there were two English words "D" and "E".  It meant his love for her. "Yeah." James nodded lightly, "I think it's very good." Lydia frowned, "I think it's weird." After that, she looked at James again, "Does it mean anything?" James glanced at Elizabeth and smiled at her. Then, he said, "It means that he is the child of me and Elizabeth." Hearing this, Elizabeth smiled more brightly. She knew that she had guessed right. She really liked... this nickname. "Oh..." Lydia drawled, "Even if you don't use this name, people will know that he is your child, won't