August 25, 2008

Kelln Thomas Sharp

Last Saturday, Four was much more like family than a crowd.
There's something instantly magical about that second child.
I know the first time someone is expecting, everyone gushes over them, asking all the sterotypical -sometimes ignorant- questions:
What do you want a boy or a girl? What are you going to name it? Was it planned? How do you feel?

It can't make the next nine months any easier.
But the attention might be nice.

That attention is borderline non existent the second time around.

You're tired as heck but still have to run around making sure the "oldest" hasn't confused your wall for a coloring book. No one's really checking up on you.
The only way you get by is the little voice in the back of your head that tells you this is going to be the last one.

But then in an instant, everything is as perfect as you could ever imagine.
The second child is born. He or she is healthy. And the feeling of family changes a bit. There's 4.

My sister, Patty, and her husband Brandon, along with Tanner welcomed Kellin Thomas Sharp to the perennial party last Saturday morning at 9:03 am.
And as you can see he's rather adorable.

And Tanner's not the least bit jealous. Not yet anyway

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