There was a young boy. His name was Drew. Drew didn't give a shit about his grammar. His friends were named Adam and Owen. His mom was about to have another baby and she asked around for name ideas. Drew said, "Mom, how about my friends' names??" She said, "Oh, let's see... you have an Adam and an Owen... hmmm..." She didn't take either of those names into consideration, but Drwe kept repeating in his head, "and Adam and an Owen." In English class, Drew basically said screw vowels and used an "an" in front of every word that required an article. Adam, Owen, and Drew were so close that Drew would say, "We're like the Three Musketeers, except we have an Adam, an Owen, and an Drew." Adam and Owen were like "wot." and Drew was like "wot." and he kept repeating that same stupid phrase, "We're like the Three Musketeers, except we have an Adam, an Owen, and an Drew" to anyone who would listen. Teachers wouldn't correct him because his last two words tended to slur together, but they began to call him Andrew because that is what they thought he was saying his name as. And Drew didn't get upset because he thought they were just using the "an" as an article before his name, so he was content. Later on, about 14 months later, Drew's mom had her baby and it came out black. They named her Elaine. That is how the name came to be, all because of a grammatical misconception.
We're like the Three Musketeers, except we have an Adam, an Owen, and anDrew