Mike's Grandmother passed away this past weekend. It wasn't long ago we were remembering fondly how she would prepare a squirrel and dumpling supper for us while we were out hunting on their land. We got in lots of good hunts back in there. We could come in from the day's hunt and settle down at the table. Mike's Grandfather, "Daddy Doc" would be sitting there. It was a happy scene. When I spoke to Mike the other day he mentioned how we would have to prepare our own dumplings now. He is so right. Now the time has come for us to be the Grandfathers and make our own impression in the minds of the new generations. It is my hope that my own Grandchildren can one day recall some time we had or some moment we had that will be for him a fond remembrance.
Welcome to planet Earth. The little fellow weighed in at 8lbs 2 oz and 20 inches. I don't think he appreciates the attention he was getting at the moment. This was apparently during his weighing in and bath time. This is the time that they stick the heel for some blood work. Poor little fellow. It doesn't get much better for us. The Buddha said, "life is suffering." Ain't it the truth! But there will be some pretty nice moments. Witnessing the miracle of new life is one of the better ones. I am glad to see some males coming to the family. All those years outnumbered by the women of the house have taken a toll. Now maybe we can see some manly influence for a change.