Back to work

There is a lot going on with my work right now, but it was really hard to go back. With the arrival of Fisher it made that volume of all that extra noise in life get turned way down. When Teagan came, the volume of life was turned down, but Fisher turned it down even more. I care about being a great father and being there for my kids. Everything else is nothing but noise and a distraction.

Smushed face

There is no doubt I created Fisher; he looks exactly like me. On the plus side, at least I get to see what I'll look like when I'm 90. No hair, no teeth, and a smushed wrinkly face

Coming Home

Today Fisher came home. If I thought a new chapter in my life started June 5th, then what I should have said, the prologue started then. Now there is no 24/7 nurse care. There is no one to clean up after Fisher. Now it is all us. Now, officially, the new chapter begins.

A new addition

Tuesday, June 5th at 4:32 AM Fisher Erich Sorrell was born. 7 lbs 11 oz, 22 inches. Absolutely beautiful.

First Tooth

What an eventful week. Saturday, you went swimming for the first time. It was a blast, and eventhough you are the smallest (and youngest i think) in the class, you were the only one who laughed the entire time. I had so much fun, and I look forward to the next class.
Today is thursday, and your first tooth came out. Now you can bite, and that little "gummy smile" has disappeard. You are growing up!

Crawling & Santa

Yesterday we went and visited Santa for the first time. I am proud of you for not crying or getting upset. Your curiosity amazes me.

You have started crawling, and you are a daredevil. Pulling yourself up on everything without a worry if you will fall are not. I told you today, that I will always be there to protect you, but I won't always be there when you fall. You fell, and cried for a second, but you realized you still wanted what was on the table. Nothing is going to stop you; ever.

Six Months

It has been six months and you are still the highlight of each and every day. Seeing your gummy smile, listening to your giggle. Even hearing your "bevis" laugh when Sherman walks by. I hope you know that your mom has an addiction buying clothes for you. You have a different outfit for each day and every occasion. The thing is, I don't think I would have it any other way. Because I haven't updated in a while, the things you can do: Smile and laugh. Sit up. Sit in a shopping cart without assistance. Eat real food: The experiment with Avocados did not go well, but for the most part you are eating real food. You recognize me, your mom, and Sherman. You respond to noises, and you have learned to snuggle perfectly into my arms to fall asleep.