Saturday, January 07, 2006

Baby baby baby

Taking care of the baby isn't really that hard, the first week. There isn't that much to do. But, somehow, everything you do, no matter what it is (dishes, laundry, paying bills, etc) just seems to take longer - the net effect is that it feels like the day is only 8 hours long...

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

The heir apparent...

A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins.
Nor is he early.
He arrives precisely when he means to.
- Gandalf the Grey


After a seemingly interminable wait, on January 1st at 11:04 AM I had the privilege of seeing my son, Blake, draw his first breath.

I'll spare you the obligatory photo of a red-faced, misshapen newborn, because it really doesn't do him justice - instead, let me describe him: he's a stout 9lbs 6ozs with a fierce appetite to match, and has a mighty grip belike a descendent of the DĂșnedain.

To say that I am incredibly proud is a severe understatement. I can't think of anything I'd rather do with the rest of my life than watch this little boy grow into a man.

When I'm done with you, you're gonna be able to spit nails.
You're gonna eat lightning and crap thunder!
-Mickey Goldmill (Rocky)