So there I (Chris) was having a really good night sleep Sunday morning at 4:00 when the " I think my water just broke episode #3" began. At 6:30 before I was really awake out came the words "it's a boy, and what a boy". 6 Pounds 14 ounces , 19 inches long and piano playing fingers (and toes). Kirsten's doing really well (and so am I if any one cares). Turns out Taylor really didn't care if it was a girl because all she wants to do is hold and kiss "her" Spencer. She's already trying to teach him how to walk. Quinten however is more interested in the hopital t.v. and ear piece. The cast for the life and times of the Lobbsters has now been set and Kirsten and I have had to change from man to man defence to a zone system. Who wants to babysit first?? Anyone, Anyone, Bueller, Bueller.
There's nothing in this world that compares to seeing your child born and the doctor telling you your child has arrived safely. For some reason it's just as exciting every time and I believe I've had enough of that excitement. God has Blessed me with the most wonderful family I could ever imagine led of course by the most caring wife I could ask for. She is of course the real boss.
Kirsten and I would like to thank everyone for their prayers and support and would like to have you over to come and meet the newest Lobbster. Don't be surprised if while you're distracted by the cute baby we bolt and go out for a few hours.
P.S. The diapers are upstairs and the baby gets breast fed. Good luck.