Baptizing Kaden
Kaden George Alexander Wilson, baptized March 29, 2009, witnessed by family, friends, and our lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
The Year of the Stainless Steel Rat?!
The current Year of the Rat is coming to a close on January 25, 2009. This is the Year of the Earth Rat, and the next Year of the Rat, the Metal Rat, will occur in the years 2020-2021. Now that is a long time to wait to celebrate this great little animal with its own year. [...]
Kaden and the Doctor
Just a common cold and a mild eye infection. Katie, Kaden and I have been waiting at the doctor’s office since about 1:25 for a 1:20 appointment, it’s now just about 2:30. I’m thinking this is still a new practise just building a patient base as the office is accepting walk-in patients on a regular [...]
Mea Culpa
It would seem I was not the first choice for Kaden’s middle name of Alexander. I am quite proud of my middle name, Alexandre, as it was my grandfather’s middle name. A good Scotsman that he was, it was spelled as Kaden’s is in the more common fashion of Alexander. My father is a Frenchman, an [...]
Kaden George Alexander Wilson
Please join us in welcoming our grandson Kaden George Alexander Wilson into this world Dec 5, 2008 at 11:32AM weighing 6lbs 13oz, 19.5 inches long.
6 pounds 13 ounces
We are officially grandparents! Baby Pinkie-Longlegs-Bigfeet was born Dec 5, 2008 at 11:32AM weighing 6lbs, 13oz with a little bit of hair.
Back to the Hospital
We got a call this morning around 10:30AM from Josh saying Katie was going in for an emergency c-section. Mrs.R got to the hospital about 15 minutes before I did. Now we are waiting, none too patiently I might add.
The Next Day
It’s now the morning of our grandson’s birth (hopefully) and after a short night of sleep it’s soon to work. There will be pictures and more commentary to follow, maybe throughout the day (thanks to the wonders of wi-fi and iPod Touch) or it may not be until tonight. The nurses are telling Josh and [...]
Blueberry Bagel
Toasted with cream cheese, they didn’t have any cinnamon raisin. We’re back in the waiting room looking down the long hall to the half open door of Katie’s birthing room.
