That at 4 am Stephanie started having contractions and writing them down, and we started the 15 hour process/adventure that ended at 7:08 pm with an emergency c-section and a young boy named Aaron Kyle. And now he is 1! The year went by very very fast! And here for your viewing entertainment only-- some unedited unexpurgated first moments of Aaron's life. Don't worry all, the only nudity is baby nudity, and it is brief.

I'm sorry to say that my son is in for a long life of hardship, sorrow,and frustration. And I can't do a thing about it. You see, my son is more than likely going to be a Cubs fan. His grandfather, his uncle, his great uncle, his cousins, and even sometimes his mom are all Cubs fans. And not just regular crazy Cubs fans. I'm talking dyed in the wool, wears Cubs underwear, watches every pitch, bought a house near the field so you can walk to the games kind of Cubs fans. And you know what that means. Sorrow. Hardship. Frustration. (you can almost see it on his face now. Or is that spinach?) His grampus gave him a cubs hat, and while we didn't go to a game, or watch one on TV (I'm trying to limit the amount of tragedy that enters my household) I thought he could practice watching a cubs game. I've attached the slide show below, but if that doesn't work, try this url (you'll also get my super observant titles of photographs if you visit the link) http://bit.ly/aaron_the_cubbie

Well, it looks like Aaron may have outgrown the bumbo seat-- here's his successful escape attempt using pluck, derring do, and a little bit of luck. It's about 1.5 minutes long