Better late than never...

Dear Colby:

So I have been meaning to do this for about a year now but I thought better late than never.  I hope I keep updating this every time you does something I want to remember but I know that isn't practical.  I promise to do my best and hope you will get a kick out of this someday.

Scratching my head for my earliest memories of you, I can think of a couple of good stories when you were less than one month old:

• The first time I got to feed you.  If you can read between the lines, my role in feeding you was limited until you went to solid foods.  However, when you were about a week or two old, I got to feed you a five oz bottle.  I was very proud of myself for getting you to drink the whole thing.  That lasted for about ten seconds when someone said that I should take a break every couple of ounces. Immediately after they said it, you regurgitated all five ounces on me.  Live and learn.
• Another favorite story is the very first time I got to see you.  Your mother had to have an emergency c-section but fortunately I was able to be in the operating room.  The doctors told me to stand up to see you but I tried deferring so your mother and I could see you together for the first time.  After getting berated for 30 seconds to stand up, I agreed and got my first look at you.  You were blue and not breathing.  Your mommy asked me how he looked, I told her "great!"...fortunately I was wearing a mask and she was heavily sedated and exhausted so my fear was hidden. 

I will try to add to this list as well as add other time periods in the future.  Enjoy a picture of you in his first Husker outfit:

Love you Colby,
-Dad