So life will change again. More diapers, more formula, tiny shirts and socks. The joy’s of a growing family. Reina and I had all of our kids named before we even got married. Today my heart races at the thought of meeting this next little one. I already starting writing a song about him or her.  We’re praying all things go well and the baby is healthy. Will it be a girl? Will it be a boy? I would love another little guy who will wrestle around with Diego and who can be his little partner and who can wear Diego’s hand me downs.  But I also love the thought of Daddy’s little princess. Not sure I am ready to be melted yet. So I hear that is what daddy’s girls do. I don’t really have a call on it, what God decides to bless us with is totally up to him and I know it will be great. I’m kind of hoping we’ll have twins though that way we knock everything out at once and close shop. “Dear God, please bless us in a”bun“dance and in hope that there will be 2 buns in the oven rather than just one.” These are the thoughts, hopes and prayers of a rookie father graduating to the next level. -fuser+