Vacation is Killing Me!

Okay, maybe that's a bit much, but I'm getting worn out with this time off.

(Starting the violins now)

I'm so exhausted that I don't even know what to write.

(Yet he continues with writing, whatever)

Didn't sleep well last night, not because of Timmy though.

(Hey don't you owe us a birth story?)

Instead it was my couch. You know. The one I seem to fall asleep on, at will.

(Get your lazy butt up and walk the forty-seven feet to your bed.)

Not to mention that the television was on, and there would always be something to stimulate my mind on.

(Yes, I counted.)

Stimulate might be too strong of a word.

(Stimulate might be too strong of a word.)

Uh oh.

(Uh oh.)

Better sign off now, because my thoughts and I are in agreement here, and that can't be a good thing.

(I agree.)

Dangit.

(Dangit.)

Nighty-night sleep tight and don't let the big-ol-freaky-looking-bug that freaked out Jenni and possibly Andy out, bite.

(Yeah, what he said.)

I need a vacation.

Patriotic Pride

Check out this video, of a young man singing the National Anthem at a Boston Red Sox game, when he ran into a little trouble, even giggling a bit. Then, something amazing happens... watch!

Doesn't that just make you feel warm and fuzzy inside?

HT - The Anchoress

He's Here, Part Deux!

Having problems with uploading these photos and keeping them formatted properly, etc. So, here they are, caption-free, until I figure out what I'm doing wrong - because it has to be me. Besides, a picture is worth a thousand words right? So here is 15,000 (words!)

He's Here!

This post will be a slight disappointment to some of you.

Others will say, wow, he's tired.

Still others will say -

we don't care how tired you are bub, you owe us an update, and maybe even a picture, or

two.

Yes, I am tired. I am als

o very happy and proud. Of my beautiful wife Jenni, and my gorgeous new son, Timothy.

That would be Timothy Alexander Miller, the one

born today at 2:37PM, weighing in at eight pounds,

eight ounces and measuring in

at twenty and one half inches in length.

I have so much to say, and so much to show you all,

but I also don't want to do his arrival a disservice, because that just wouldn't be right. I will tell you that he is healthy, and

Jenni is doing great, and I just lost my train of thought. This is why this post will disappoint

some. I better just get to some pictures. What do you think?

Here they are, a small

percentage of those pictures taken this afternoon. More to

come, along with a great delivery story, later. So, with

that being said...

Before,

After!

Holy Blogger takeover!! I have no control and can't figure out what is happening - I be tired, remember. So if this post looks odd, well, it is. More later, once I figure out what is going on.

Snapshot Sunday

A few snapshots, for your viewing pleasure.

A riddle -- answer at the end.

Danny and Lucy

Five out of six, Andy had to work that day.

Katie in a box. Proof that we don't need to buy anything, except empty boxes for gifts. They are very versatile.

No monsters under this bed!

Jessie at her desk, in her room.

Kirby

Quigley

The answer!

Good night and don't forget to stay tuned for the exciting play-by-play on Facebook tomorrow, as we have ourselves a baby. For real's. Finally. No doubt about it.

Unless the Doctors change their minds again, in which case I may be live-blogging from jail. :)