Then came last night, when he found himself and his daddy thrust into the middle of a new and puzzling family dynamic. His new expression reflects, at best, a little apprehension about the whole thing. At worst, we see the first inkling that the universe as Beenie knew it--the one in which all the planets revolved around him alone--may have ceased to exist.
Barely 24 hours ago, we discovered a brand new star in our galaxy. Here in the blog he will be known as "Heero." Born at 6:46 p.m.CST on the birthday of my own paternal grandmother, our little Heero weighed in at 8 pounds, 4 ounces and measured 20 inches long. Sizewise, he is pretty much a carbon copy of his brother at birth.
For the better part of a year now, I have been carving out a spot for you in "Googie's Attic," little Heero. I look forward to writing about you here as you learn and grow. As you snoozed in my arms at the hospital today, I wondered once again at the miracle and the sheer potential of new life. Once again, I am humbled to be so incredibly blessed for the sixth time in a little over six years.
Don't worry, Beenie. Just look at that face. He will fit in OK. Give him a year, and he will be running to keep up with you and Zoomie. And, I'm betting, all of you will be giving the three older kids a run for their money.
And as for you, little Heero, welcome to the wonderfully unpredictable but always entertaining world of Googie's kids. For a new star, you are already shining pretty brightly.