Saturday, November 04, 2006
And Then There Were Two...
After months of lifting his shirt and slapping his own tummy when asked "Where's the baby?" my little Boss Man finally met her face to face.

Surrounded by swirls of relatives and doctors and nurses, he carefully approached her in the rolling hospital-bassinette. All eyes watched as he pointed to his new sister's tiny face behind the plastic - her eyes pinched shut, her skin still waxy and pink. He sat on my husbands lap carefully studying her for a long moment, his finger lingering on the bassinette. Finally, into the hushed room, he spoke his first words to his new sister - a very dire, Uh-Oh.

Priceless.





7 Comments:

Blogger zhoen said...

Kid knows trouble when he sees it.

Blogger david C said...

An older brother to watch over his new sibling.. A charge of responsibility that will last a lifetime. But a noble cause it is!

Blogger Pat Pritchett said...

Big brothers take care of little sisters...but that doesn't mean there won't be some excitement along the way!!! been there done that!

Congratultations and enjoy it!!!

Blogger Weird said...

Awesome! Congratulations!

Anonymous Anonymous said...

omg...that made me cry and laugh at the same time!! hope you're feeling good. :)

Blogger LJ said...

That's brilliant Mella! Little guy has great instincts. Competition. An ol' dumb girl, yet!

Blogger LJ said...

PS - Read this post aloud to everyone at work. Mothers...most of them. It got a great reaction.

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