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. :)

Independence Day - Muppet Style

Happy Birthday USA!!

Awoken at 6:00.

Asleep at 6:01.

Awake at 7:30.

Very apologetic.

Hospital 10:30.

Home 1:30.

Party 3:00.

Home 9:45.

Still NO Baby!

Friday Holiday's Are Weird

Today was a great day.

Today, I could sleep in, because I had the day off.

Last night, I double-checked the alarm, to make sure that it was turned OFF.

I had visions of sleeping in.

I woke up at 6AM.

Dang bladder!

Brick Wall

Tired.

Exhausted.

Fatigued.

Ugh.

I think it was something I ate.

I apologize and hope to return to my normal cheerful self, tomorrow.

Short Notice

Which of course means that I have less than an hour to get something written here that will make sense and just invite y'all to come on back.

Problems that I have though are these:

1. No baby yet.
2. Pretty boring day.
3. It's getting late. (why I stopped posting a bunch during the day, I have no idea. Maybe it's that job-thing.)
4. Too many channels with too much on, and yet nothing at all.
5. I had something, but it ran away screaming, maybe I'll catch it later.

Scary sights/sounds:

1. Hearing a loved one stop breathing.
2. Hearing a loved one try to breathe.
3. Hearing a loved one coughing uncontrollably
4. Being completely helpless in said situations.
5. Thankful that everything turned out okay.

Why did this become a group of mini-lists?

1. Lists are cool, and people read them.
2. Lists are the next BIG thing and I want to a part of it
3. I can slip things like this sentence in here, and you might not even notice.
4. The Ottoman Empire was/is the root of all evil in the world, or maybe it's just some of it.
5. If Eve didn't eat that apple, would this be a better place?

Survivor man is absolutely nuts! But who hasn't fantasized about being stranded in an African plain, with nothing but your wits and a few supplies to survive on? Okay, maybe you haven't, but it would be fun to try, in my mind. First challenge for me, please: Survive ten days in Walt Disney World.

Getting lame, so I better sign off.

Goodnight!