Little pooper!

One hour of being born and he decides to use the bathroom. That black stuff was the stickest crap i've ever seen. This is why dad's used to wait in waiting rooms and hand out cigars rather then change the first poop, which was like roofing tar. It didn't smell but I had to use like 5 giant hospital wipey's...plus he kicked his own poop, so his leg had it everywhere. He's a little pooper.



And I realized that I never put a name down...we named our first child Judah Jeffrey Culin. We wanted a biblical name without sounding...amish and I was just thinking of old testament names when Judah popped in my head. So I went home and looked it up. It means the praised one in hebrew and it also is the line of Jesus. We just liked that it's associated with someone that we both follow and want desperately for our son to know Him the way we do.
Jefferey was my father's name and is also alyssa's father's name (so that was pretty easy)...and our brother in law is also Jeffrey. Pretty cool.



sorry its sideways. i got lazy