In Which the Ringmaster Becomes an Uncle

My first nephew was born Monday afternoon!

Dawson Garrett Callahan is his name. My sister is doing well and so is the baby.

I don't know what else to say about it. I can't remember the weight or the length. All I remember are little eyes that actually saw who was holding him. Most newborns stare all around while you hold them, but D. seemed to lock onto people.

He seemed content and never cried in the few minutes I had with them crammed in a small hospital room with both my brother-in-law's amd my own families gushing and cooing.

Newborns make me nervous. They seem too delicate, I prefer the toddlers that you can knock over and they bounce right back up.

I guess there will be plenty of time for that. Now I must figure out his nickname. Nicknames are important. To this day my sister Nicole is called Coley. It's an important decision.