Here he is, folks: Griffin James Raul DuBois! Griffin officially made his debut on December 10, 2008 at 7:50 am. His Cesaerean delivery kept his head nice and round, and he's just perfect in every way. Weighing in at 9 lbs, 8 oz, his stocky build earned him the nickname "Tank" by midday! So cute! Griffin's first day was sprinkled with visits from grandpas, grandmas, aunts, uncles and even a cousin! It was a busy day and baby Griffin was tired and slept through much of it. Here he is with Grandpa Scott, such a precious treasure! Grandpa Richard and Auntie Anna take turns holding Griffin too while Daddy Rich watches closely. Little "Tank" Griffin is the first grandchild on the DuBois side of the family, and the third on the Sherer side. Griffin's a little chilly, so he has to be bundled when being held. He sleeps so peacefully and brings joy to everyone!
Rich picked up a little monkey in the gift shop to keep Griffin company in the isolette. When baby "Tank" startled from the camera flashes, he seemed to be reaching up and punching the monkey. It was cute!
Cousin Aeries stopped in for a visit with her Mommy Liz. Griffin snoozed peacefully in his Auntie Liz' arms while Aeries tried to figure out what all the commotion was about. Daddy Rich took some time to visit his niece, Aeries, while Aeries' Daddy Erick visited with his new little nephew, Griffin. It's just awe inspiring to watch these young men grow into Daddys. God is full of surprises!
Is Christmas Over Already? Oh, what a month it's been! Filled with family and friends, Parties seemingly without end, Oh, what a month it's been!
Oh, so many reasons to worry! Do all the shopping, hurry, hurry! Then the weather strikes with a fury, Oh, so many reasons to worry!
Oh, see the Babe in the manger! He came for us all, each one a stranger, Slow down, relax, He's the Arranger, Oh, see the Babe in the manger!
@ copyright 2008 Too Soon or Too Late? So the boys each have a little girl; Our only girl now has her boy. It seems all should be right with the world And our lives filled to the brim with joy.
So sweet and fresh, innocent and young The grandchildren fill our hearts with love. But we have to learn to hold our tongue When our own kids need a good shove!
Here's something I need to know: When does childrearing end? At what point do our kids grow, Mature and become our friends?
I see the beginning of the truth: Maturity, growth, responsibility, Have little to do with degrees of youth More dependent on individuality.
We all grow up at our own rate, We are all the Masters of our own fate, We learn to love, we learn to hate, We choose the wide or the narrow gate. Who else can say: too soon or too late? We all grow up at our own rate.
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