To all our faithful readers,

I feel quite inadequate to write this post... see, I am not this blog's regular author whom you all know and love (or at least stalk). The wonderwoman that is this blog's main contributor is resting and recovering from something that she has now proven twice to be very good at; the fine art of brewing the cutest baby boys. Certainly this ability has nothing to do with dad for she possesses far more beauty to pass along. Dad supported of course, but she was (and always will be) the star of the show.

My wifey gave birth to Henry Randall Erickson via C-section at 8:17am on Wednesday morning, in the middle of a long line of other births that day (stereotypical Utah). Henry was 7lbs. 4ozs. and 20 inches long. He is happy and healthy and has lots of dark hair like owey, but his skin is a little lighter, and his eyes might be too. My Loverly (Jessica) did awesome and was feeling up to a short walk by that same evening. Owen isn’t sure what to make of the idea of little brother threatening his “attention monopoly”, but he can identify Henry’s eyes, ears, nose, and toes. Momma and the H-bomb should be home Friday or Saturday so you, the reader, will certainly get a first-hand account then (and hopefully some better picts). We love our two little boys and feel infinitely blessed! Thank you everyone for your thoughts, prayers, and well wishes.

Here is a picture of Henry only a few minutes old. (Owen De'ja vu?)