Our second grandchild, little Isabella Ann, made her much-anticipated world premiere on February fourth. We are happy to report that Mom and baby are doing exceptionally well, and that Isabella is (predictably) proving to be an incredibly reliable source of photoremedy for this grandpa.
People keep asking, “Who does she look like?” Is it wrong to answer, “She looks like a young Mother Teresa to me?”
We can see some of both her mom and dad in her, but she also favors many of our Kansas relatives.
She has displayed a theatrical side already during her short time on earth.
We think she just wants to be one of the gang.
We’d like to keep her just as she is – tiny, innocent, and so full of promise. Nevertheless, we recognize she will grow up before we know it and she will eventually emerge as a (gulp) teenager.
For now, we will just focus on the present. But, Mary and I promise to never forget what it felt like when each of our children and grand children were simply ‘love in the palm of our hands.’
“A ray of hope flickers in the sky. A tiny star lights up way up high. All across the land dawns a brand new morn. This comes to pass when a child is born.” – From When a Child is Born (sung most successfully by Johnny Mathis in 1976, and, more recently, Andrea Bocelli)