Drew turns one this week. He has been walking for a couple of weeks now and
know's one baby sign. FAN.

Drew just discovered his thumbs this week. He spends all his time playing with
them and sticking them in his mouth. Oh, for the good ole days

Our good friend Andrew played the lets keep dad up so he only gets five hours
of sleep game last night. He apparently had a good time. I think he won it on
pk's.

I don't sleep for more than 4 hours at a stretch these days.
 
 
Those are the good days.

Andrew Allan aka Hrolf jr. was born on August 29th at 1:39 in the afternoon
pst. He weighed 3230 grams and was 21 inches tall. He didn't breath for a
minute or two when he came out because he had breathed some poop into his
lungs during labor and they had to suction him and put him on a resparator. 
He was able to be taken off of the breathing apperatus 12 hours later.  That
was one of the scariest times of my life.  I will always cary a strong memory
of the first time I was allowed to hold him. It was around 10:30 that evening
and we was still breathing through a tube so they taped him and me into a
rocking chair and told me that I wasn't alowed to move except to rock a
little.  I sat and rocked him for more than two hours.  I watched as he tried
to cry but since the tube whent all the way down to his lungs no noise would
come out. I watched as he became restless and struggled to breathe again and
they suctioned more yellow gunk from his lungs. I watched as they finally
pulled the tube from his lungs and he gave his first cries. I stood off to the
side and cried myself. Thankfully he was able to come home eight days later
and is wonderfully healthy now. He cries and eats and shits just like he
should. 
 
Hrolf does the happy baby dance!

I hate seeing ghosts.
It always gives me the creeps.
I stopped for gas on the way home from work last night at a different gas
station then normal. This gas station happened to be located next to a day
care.  While pumping gas I saw a women walking away from me towards the day
care. I don't know if it was the way she walked, or her hair, or what, but I
knew that it was my ex girlfriend without even getting a look at her face. I
might add that this is the ex whom I haven't seen in 5 years since she dumped
me, dropped out of university, and married an enlisted navy boy. And then I
see her coming out of the daycare with her 2 young children. I said hi. Then
we had a nice extremely uncomfortable 3 minute conversation in which a
minnimum of information was exchanged. She told me she was still married to
the navy guy and he was at sea. I told her that my wife was pregnant and due
any day. That was it. Somehow I didn't get around to mentioning that the girl
I ended up marrying was one of her good friends before she dropped off the
face of the earth and would probably like to hear from her. And she
sidestepped my vague inquirery into her current proffession. Verry
uncomfortable.
I hate seing ghosts.

Doing lots of exploring these days. The explore tune R0X! Fighting the urge to
reinc. Barbarian is fun. I failed the cevi village quest for the second time
today. Third times the charm.