Junior.

God gave us a healthy baby boy in New York City at 7:41PM on May 12th. 8 pounds, 5 ounces of joy (3.75kgs). Mom is doing very well.

Now, for the purposes of this Blog, I can't call him 'The Little Man', for this name is already taken. And I certainly won't be calling him 'The Little Lady', for other obvious reasons. I couldn't call him 'The Littler Man', which is way too comparative. I toyed with 'The Boy Wonder', but we did not give birth to Batman's sidekick.

He shall hence force, on this Blog, be known simply as "Junior".

If you would like his real name, then I do apologize: I have to actually know you. So become a friend on Facebook, or email me. But let me assure you of this: it was not one of the names nixed. (There are also a few pictures on Facebook.)

Isn't Psalm 127 a good one?

Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord watches over the city, the watchman stays awake in vain.

It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives to his beloved sleep.

Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them! He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.

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Pic is of The Little Man meeting Junior for the first time.