No there can be no mistake

I'm a dad twice over. I'm still not sure I'm a grown up,  but I think two little daughters puts me solidly in the adult camp whether I like it or not.

Baby  has no official name yet.  Though there is a strong contender. (Millie?) She was born at 7:13 PM on August 28th, 2015.

She was 8 pounds 9.4 ounces in weight, 21.25 inches in length and boundless in love. 

My heart grows and grows.

So it's me and 3 ladies now and I couldn't be happier (though I think I'm in for a wild ride in 8 to 10 years)

'The time has come,' the walrus said

'to talk of many things: of shoes and ships - and ceiling wax,  and cabbages and babies and holy hell we are having another one... 

It's 9am on Friday August the 28th, 2015. 

Baby 2 will be here in exactly 4 hours. 

I'm excited to meet you little one. 

Hello!

I'm getting lazy again.

Here is a photo of my baby being awesome!

Hunger games

Yesterday afternoon Large Marge was piiisssed! Inconsolable. She had learned the way of the temper tantrum and she has quickly advanced to black belt. Shudder...

But then I thought, maybe she is hungry.  So we sat down for a snack. And I was right!

We downed a whole pack of carrots in minutes.  Followed quickly by a stoked awesome baby.  I played some tunes and she sang along with her big dirty happy face.  How sweet it was.

That's my girl.  Angry hungry. Future suitors beware, take her to dinner first.

The last days of leucadia

I am mourning the loss of my adopted homeland.  We have just under two weeks left here and we are milking it for all its worth.  My secret plan is to move Andie back here before she realizes we ever left. 

Another action shot!

Hanging out

Literally. Of her swing.  What a big girl!