Wednesday afternoon I got that call from the LBS that every man awaits with mixed impatience and anticipation. What will the little one be like? How am I going to wait until I finally get to hold that bundle of joy in my hands?

Due to complications, the delivery wasn't over until Thursday evening. He was beautiful. 32 pounds, very strong and healthy, which I think can be attributed to his Kona heritage. He definitely has the Dawg Primo skin tone. I was so amazed I couldn't help but staring at him the entire drive back from LBS. I've decided to name him Squishy (after the Killer Man-o-War from Finding Nemo).

I just thought I'd share my joy with you guys. Here's some pictures from the drive home from the delivery room, his shadow, a touching rider/bike picture (I think you can see the family resemblance), and a picture of him and his older sibling, Mudstripe. They get along great already. No sibling rivalry, even.