Well, at least I'm now a man who is an uncle. Sandra's brother Jason Bull and his wife Michelle just gave birth to their first child, Evan Jason Bull.

We were a little concerned as Michelle went into labor a little early (almost a month early I understand). Nevertheless, God was gracious and Evan arrived Saturday, August 23rd. I haven't actually talked to Jason and Michelle yet, but the family network reports that mom and baby are both well.

Stats

• 6lb. 14oz.
• 20 inches
• brown hair

Yeah, Jason and Michelle! Welcome to Parenthood! It's rocks here!

Labels: life

  Adah and I made a quick run to get last minute school essentials at Publix this afternoon. While traversing the parking lot, I grabbed her hand to hold it. She then told me that she liked holding my hand. (This, of course, is not true. She's a big six year old now and prefers to walk through parking lots without holding hands. But I played along...) I told her that, "to be honest," I really liked holding her hand and probably always would. I think I must have intimated that chances are, she probably wouldn't always feel that way because she then told me that she would always want to hold my hand, even when she grew up into an adult. It was Adah being earnest. I took it as a gold nugget on the eve of school starting. I must now part with her for most of the day; I'm a little forlorn.

Kaniel is growing and sleeping (and usually eating). Getting used to this world like a champ. Ranen is...well, being a two year old. For example, tonight, even though it was almost 10 o'clock and he was put to bed (and put to bed, and put to bed) almost two hours prior, he still ran into the living room with pride in his voice at pooping out a "big poop" in the toilet. Thus justifying his still not being in his bed asleep. Ahh...poop. Enough said.

So, there it is: a big six year old, a tricky two year old, and a sleeping, sometimes crying infant.

Life is good.