All We Need

You don't do much; you can't do much.
Can't talk, can't walk - you can hardly move when you're all swaddled up like a sausage.
Yet, look what you've accomplished in the two days that is your life; your little body causing others to do big things.

First, your Uncle Kirk fought off every frugal fibre in his body and bought Aunt Julie a new camera to capture the very first minutes, hours, days of your life.

Then,your Grandma,Geeg, made a huge sacrifice by relinquishing her place in your delivery room to Aunt Julie.  Aunt Julie's gratitude was a special gift on this special day.  Also, I'm told her attention to Mommy's contractions helped bring you into this world at just the right time.  Props to Aunt Jules.

Your birthing process re-inforced the bond between your Mom and your Aunt Julie, creating unforgettable memories, some regrettably so.
 We move on.
Your birth, your introduction to this world, our world, brought tears to the eyes of your usually stoic (and wise ass) Father.  Your presence humbled him; a minor miracle.

And next was your introduction to Mommy, that caused her to gloriously cry out the name of our Lord with unabashed glee, caught on video tape (YOU TUBE worthy) and the memories of all witnesses.
Welcome, Cecilia; I can't get enough of this video.
You are loved.
You are blessed.

Next, you reached long distance, when just the sound of your middle name caused the earth to move under the feet of your great Aunt Marion, and left your Grandpa in a pool of muffled tears.
Nice job, Cecilia Marion.

So, what do you do for an encore?
Tomorrow, you will tug on heart strings that are three thousand miles long, and you will bring my baby Amy home.

Thank you..

I wish I could prepare you for your Ant Amy, but I can't.  Check with your cousins.


And so it goes.  The circle of life has a new member and we are blessed.  I suspect there will never be a day when Ceci questions if she is  loved, and, as we know,................. love is all you need.

Like I Said..........

Miles and Landon completed their swimming lessons this week.  Miles came to tell me about the last day; one hand was behind his back.
He told me that he competed in 4 races that day, each requiring a different style.  he whipped his arm out to display 4 blue ribbons; he won all 4 races!
He was very proud, as he should be.

Landon shouted to me from his deck:
"Pop, I was in a race too!  There were four of us, and I didn't come in fourth!"

Like I said, he's figured it out.

I'm so proud of both of them.