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Cute as a Button

Finally my little girl's got a shiny new belly button. It was on backorder I guess because it took nearly four weeks! Whew, I'm glad that wait is over though. Now she can take full blown baths instead of the pseudo sponge baths we've been giving her.

Wanting Not to Want

It is tough being a recovering spoiled brat. Contentment is no easy thing to really let sink in. God has given and continues to give me so much, but I can't help but whine for more. I want more this and bigger that...'this' being money and 'that' being a TV for example for those with slightly perverse minds.

Living paycheck to paycheck is a new experience for me. I should be so happy that God provides enough every day, week, and month and I am, but I struggle to be completely happy with it. My nature is always nagging me to get more, more, more! I know the lie that if I just get this one more thing, I'll be happy, but that realization doesn't silence the beast.

Why can't I just be content with everything I have, especially when I know how lucky and blessed I am? Every day I feel like I couldn't ask for more, but I still do. It is a hard lesson to learn, but I do thank God that He is patient enough and gracious enough to teach me. Perhaps I can focus not being content on not being content...sorta like fighting fire with fire.

You Come for the Crying, but You Stay for the Cuteness

After off and on success with little Olivia sleeping through the night, and the impending doom of Jess returning to work in as little as three weeks, the time has come to start putting her on a schedule. Honestly, even if Jess wasn't going back to work, the current way of doing things just wouldn't be healthy anyway. I have every confidence that once Olivia adjusts to this schedule, she will be happier... and so will we. One of the problems will be keeping mommy, and mommy keeping daddy, from rushing to the rescue when she cries during her scheduled sleep time. The other problem will be convincing Olivia, this is for her own good.

You haven't heard the last of me! I've not yet begun to fuss!

Unlearn what you have learned

This one is strong in the ways of the Force.

Things to Come

It is no wonder why I get excited about the new life I'm starting with my wife and daughter and I can't help think about the things to come and new challenges and adventures. I'm like that...ever imaging how great the next phase in my life will be. I dream about coming home to a little girl smiling and yelling, "Daddy, Daddy!" as she greets me at the door with a hug. It is a great dream and such an amazing thing to hope for and look forward to, but I have to remind myself to slow down. I can't allow myself to fast forward through my life. There is so much I have right here, right now. The precious moments I get to hold my little girl in my arms are so few and I need to remember to cherish them before they are gone.

Every day I grow in love for my wife and my child. Every day I am moved at how lucky and blessed I am. Every day I must savor the moments that are happening in the here and now so as to not let my anticipation for what is to come, overshadow what is happening already.

Home at Last

Here are some pictures of Olivia's first time home...

Ahh...Peaceful Angel

Shhh...Daddy's Got You

"No More Pictures, Please!"

A Star is Born

Little girls are the best:


Welcome to this side of the womb, little Olivia, it was worth the wait for this beautiful little girl. 7lbs 14oz and 20" long.

Look at how perfect she is with her beautiful mommy!




"What's that? Who's this guy? What?! HE is my daddy?!" (yeah, she speaks in italics)





Sorry I'm not better looking, sweetheart. This is as good as daddy gets.