Waiting for the Little Unit

Ladies and Gentlemen,

I introduce to you, Thomas Andrew. Formerly known as jellybean, little unit and "get out you shit!" (very recently), Thomas became a very real part of our world this morning at 2:37am.

In the old measure, he packs 8lb 10oz.

So now there are two heroes in my life. Libby, who brought my son here today, in spite of the clear disparity between the size of the baby and they way it gets out, and our new, beautiful, egg-shaped-headed Thomas.

I looked at Thomas this morning, very early this morning, and stared at the blank canvas before me. I have but a single hope for this little man, to help him meet the fulfilment of what will be his own hopes and dreams. It humbles me to think that I will play a major part in this persons life, forever. I hope to get it right more often than I get it wrong.

I step forward with Libby into tomorrow and beyond with an awesome responsibility. Some days, I guess it will be difficult, even troublesome. But I will always be there for you.

Welcome Thomas, nice to meet you. We've been waiting for you.