Banner Blow Up

Emmalee has been talking about Olivia since the day we told her that Megan was pregnant.  In fact, for a two year old, Emmalee grasped Megan's pregnancy remarkably well.  It's like Emmalee knew this was coming.  She has talked about what she will look like, what she will like to sing, what she will like to eat, the color of her eyes, and how she was going to teach Olivia the finer points of potty training and princess etiquette.  Emmalee would grab Megan's belly and talk, kiss, and sing to her baby sister.  She has been nothing less than elated to meet her little sister.

Megan and I talked about if this fascination would last once Emmalee actually met her baby sister, but from the moment they first met it was apparent that Emmalee was HOOKED.  Their first meeting was more of a reunion than a initial greeting.  It was a sweet experience that I will never forget (thank you cousin Cherie for capturing this moment so beautifully).

Emmalee is the perfect big sister and consistently reaffirms that "I's will be hers protector because hers is fragile."  Emmalee is in love.

HOWEVER, we got our first whiff of sibling confrontation tonight.  This evening Emmalee walked into her room (which is now the GIRL'S ROOM) and noticed the new BABY OLIVIA banner that Megan received from her baby shower.  Emmalee starred at the banner for bit, looked over at the frame with her name in it, back at the banner, placed her hands on her hips and exclaimed, "Baby Olivia's name is bigger than mine."  Megan walked in on this moment and attempted to diffuse the situation by explaining that Olivia's banner is not necessarily bigger, but just to the side of Emmalee's frame.  Emmalee did not buy this weak attempt and once again proclaimed, "Baby Olivia's name...is bigger...than MINE.  SEE!?"  

Megan had nothing to do but agree.

We may need to reposition the banner. . . 

Resolute

I'm keeping this short and sweet. 2011 was great, but I'm embracing change and I am ready for new, now, next.

As of today I am establishing only one resolution (more tend to creep in throughout January anyway), I will blog each day for everyday of 2012. It may only be one picture and/or one word, but I'm doing it.

That's all.

Happy New Year!

Oh, and baby Olivia is perfect, Megan is amazing, and Emmalee is the best big sister. Details and photos to follow. I'm too tired today.

Peace out!

I'm too exited to sleep!

I've been awake since 5am after a night of waking up hourly to look at the clock. The hospital said they would call some time this morning letting us know when we could come in. That is like telling a kid that Santa may come any given night during December...

What a tease.

Late Night Snack

Sometimes you just need a whole family, all in the same bed, late night snack. Our weapon of choice: cottage cheese with Chipotle Rice and Bean chips!...followed by a dance party, of course.

Sympathy Hormones? . . .

You know what, sometimes men get sentimental and sensitive.  GET OVER IT!

I came across this Youtube video while reviewing the TOP 10 YOUTUBE VIDEOS OF 2011.  I was surprised that that it got to me like it did because I am really not an animal, specifically a cat, person.  BUT it made me think about my adorable Emmalee Ann and my amazing wife.  It also got me even more excited for our new little lady (who will be here in 7 DAYS!).

Maybe I teared up a little bit . . . you shut up!  I DOUBLE DOG DARE YOU to not be touched by this clip.  Go on, I DARE YOU!

Now allow me to end on this manly note:

Happy Wednesday!

BRING IT!

You know when you were a kid and it was getting close to your birthday or Christmas and life took on a surreal, head-in-the-clouds kinda feeling?  You know, when it seemed like everything else around you didn’t matter and all you could focus on was the big day at hand?  I do, but this year it only has a little to do with Christmas and a LOT to do with the the 28th. . . the day my newest Little Lady will be born!

Almost from the day we were married I told Megan on a regular basis that I was destined to father a group of girls.  I like girls.  I can handle girls (I know, I know. I say that now . . . ) I know girls and it would be my honor to father all girls.  In fact (and I hesitantly admit this), a while back I was changing my nephews diaper and was really taken back with what was staring back at me.  Now what on the earth do I do with THAT!?  Then I calmed down and remembered that I had about 28 years experience with such objects and all was well, but my momentary panic really threw me for a loop.  (my Little Man, IF you are out there, don’t you worry, we’ll figure it out just fine.) 

But really, can you blame me? I am infatuated with my Little Lady. 

I am sorry to have to break it to you, but she is the most beautiful, intelligent, charismatic, caring, talented, witty, funny, busy little lady I’ve ever met.  About 6 or 7 times a day I think about stealing her, but then I realize that SHE IS ALREADY MINE!  I can’t believe how blessed of a man I am.

So here’s to you, Olivia Mae, you may now join the likes of your big sister and wrap your father tight around your little finger.

I’M SO EXCITED!

Gentlemen (and Ladies), start. your. engines!

New Year’s Resolution: start blogging again . . . as of January 1, 2012.  Expect a DAILY post and personal picture.  That’s right, let the celebration BEGIN!

Now, get me excited by commenting and letting me know if you even check this blog anymore (I wouldn’t blame if you stopped . . . I did.)