He/She’s got a burly-ass arm. Seriously.

The whole time we were at the imaging place, the Baby was either squirming to try to keep away from the ultrasound sensor, or posing, “The Thinker”-esque, vamping for the sensor.

Vain and stubborn seems like an awesome combo. Let’s hope that pans out.

My first idea was to create a baby/daddy blog, but realized that felt just a little too much like growing up. I don’t really want to do that yet. I’m sure it’ll happen sooner or later, especially as I have to start being a role model for the first time in my life.

At the same time, Rovidica is slowing down a bit, and it feels like people are ok with that. Because I don’t necessarily want a long discussion about what I post, this seems like a nice alternative for the more personal stuff. If you want to comment, feel free. If not, that’s cool too.

So, we’ll see how this goes…