When I started this blog, I was on the verge of leaving the world of academia and enter into the life of a suit.  I thought I was clever enough to come up with a few funny ideas every once in a while to post.  However, I quickly realized I have nothing to offer except my pictures of my pregnant wife and newborn son.  There may be a day when I find something better to post than this…….

Well, on second thought, I’m pretty sure I have absolutely no chance.  How do I trump that?  Simple answer, I don’t.  It’s impossible.

As some people know, we’ve had an interesting last 2 months and have finally made it back to Chicago after I travelled a lot for work and Molly migrated south for a good part of the winter.  The bad part is that we forgot our camera.  I made up for it in the first couple hours we were back home though.  We also finally made it back to the pediatrician for a 3 month checkup.  We’ve been anxious to know where he stands on his size, he’s kind of a little guy.  The pediatrician told Molly not to worry  that he is smack dab in the middle at the 50th percentile.  That is until she remembered that he is actually 3 months old and not 2, that dropped him down into the 25th percentile.  This news completely dashed any hopes I had of having some of my posterity reach the 6′ plateau.  He is pretty strong though, so maybe a cornerback, or a 2nd baseman.  Dustin Pedroia isn’t a big dude and he won the AL MVP.  He obviously doesn’t let this affect him because he is still the happiest baby I know, he’ll smile at just about anything, even my dad.

Here’s a few more pictures as proof: