My little brother Tohner and his wife Brandy had a baby yesterday. Rowan (middle name pending) Jackson arrived at 2:35 in the afternoon of a glorious February day in La Grange, Texas. Blue sky, fluffy white clouds, cool breeze and warm sunshine. The kind of weather that makes you thankful you live in Texas during the winter.
Rowan is healthy. And BIG. James said, “He’s got that Jackson forehead.” What he really meant was, “He’s got that Jackson BIG head.” And I’ve never seen such an alert newborn. The kid was literally less than an hour old when I first saw him, and he was looking around the room as if he’d been doing this for a while. The kid was there, man.
Babies are so much fun. Pure potentiality.