I cried when I saw him.
And when I held him.
When my niece or nephew arrives in August, chances are I will be a wreck.
But I'm fine with that.
The miracle of life just moves me; always has, always will.
Grant Thomas Finkle
7 lbs 14.5 oz
March 10, 2008
Hello, babies. Welcome to Earth. It's hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It's round and wet and crowded. At the outside, babies, you've got about a hundred years here. There's only one rule that I know of, babies - `God damn it, you've got to be kind.'