|Punching a shark WHILE using a jet pack!!!|
Thankfully, parenthood came along before both viable jet packs and fish boxing, although all three have their perils and have resulted in loss of limb. I will gladly take on those perils, however, because this little girl is worth it.
|"Hi, I'm Ana. I own you now."|
|Me, trying to do "dad" things.|
It's been about 2 1/2 months since the little lady's arrival. I didn't want her to catch internet cooties, thus my decision to avoid advising the world-at-large of her majesty gracing us with her presence. Ana has done some mighty fine growing in these two months. Behold...
|At this rate she'll be 7 1/2 feet tall by age 3.|
Smiling at 5 days old seemed to set the tone for life up to this point (and hopefully future points) and she is now a professional, showing off her gleaming gums for anyone willing to make a face at her.
|First, she'll smile, then she'll lick you.|
Another favorite activity is standing. Not by herself, as that would be frightening, but if you don't hold her high enough be prepared for a glare. Take caution if reclining, she is known to take steps on occasion and may walk her way up to your face.
|After the throat stomp, she performed an elbow drop, then pinned me for the World Wrestling Championship Title.|
Yep, things are going pretty well around here, I count myself blessed more than I deserve. Now, if only I could lose this darn pregnancy weight...
|She punched us both in the eye right 5 seconds before this.|