New Grandparents = New Firsts

Yep.  A new first.  I was nervous and excited just like with all my other firsts.  I was jonesing for this first.  Had been waiting all day.  The anticipation was high; emotions were out. of. control.

Then, as my first became a reality, I realized it was actually two new firsts:

#1) Holding my new grandbaby, my first grandchild, for the first time.

#2) Crying all over a baby that hadn't come from me, for the first time.

E was baptized in tears by my overwhelming love for him in that moment.

My baby had his own baby.  How else could I react but with a blessing of joyous tears?

Maybe like this:

G-daddy holding E for the first time on Fat Tuesday!

Uncle Alex came prepared for the celebration and adorned the room, and all in it, with revelry!

It was a fitting for such a celebratory moment of firsts.

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