
The more traditional parenting experience of sleeplessness and confusion is now finally beginning for us as a family. We laugh a lot at our two little miracles who have quickly developed unique personalities. Eden is the silent, tolerant shadow of her mother, rarely making a fuss about anything. Roman, on the other hand, grunts groans and whimpers every waking (and sleeping) moment. He is the one keeping us up at night. He also has conveniently decided to be nocturnal, which adds to the joy of attending to him in the wee hours of the morning. But where he lacks in quietness, he more than compensates with smiles, giving us huge laughing grins all the time. They are alike only in that they are both very cute and they both eat and fill their diapers regularly. We are truly doubly blessed with two beautiful perfect little people and can't imagine life without them.
Eden in her pack-n-play upon her arrival home.

Roman in his special infant car bed - ready to go home.

Trouble arrives home, Eden quickly learns to cover her ears.

"Listen, brother, if you don't settle down and cooperate I'll give you the another round of the backhand."
"Good morning daddy, we are ready for presents."

Grandpa and Grandma (Smith) happy to take a turn.

Mommy showing off her two favorite presents.












Daddy's first time holding his little girl.




Ross in his surgery getup. Scalpel. Check. Nauseous father. Check.


















