Last Monday on an evening with a perfect yellow moon, a new person took his first breath. I wasn't there but as the new baby's big brother, auntie, and cousin got out of the car a message came from Grandma that read "IT'S A BOY". At which time we piled back in the car and went to Wal-Mart to purchase some boy clothes.
We went to visit the baby a few hours later. His mom was beautiful and radiant as she always is holding a perfect baby with a shock of dark hair. As I held this nameless miracle in my arms I couldn't help but stare and in the reverent quiet of that hospital room that eight pound baby held the attention of all present.
We don't know who he will be, how he will be, or if he will ultimately look more like his mom or his dad but it doesn't much matter because he has the gift of the best mom life could offer, a big brother who can teach him all the best parts of boyhood, and a whole lot of other people who fell in love with him from the first moment that they knew he would exist. No person could ask for a better beginning to what will be a wonderful life after all his name is Hebrew for "He Will Laugh" and we all know how I feel about laughter.
Congratulations Matt and Erika! Welcome to the world Isaac Alan Grice; I am so excited to see you grow!
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