Paxton Oliver Skertich, My Brotha!

So the day finally came when Mom was to be induced and our little ?? welcomed into family. Mom and Dad woke up in the middle of the night and headed to the hospital. I was sleeping but from what I hear it was

tick...tock...

tick... tock...

And then, in the blink of an eye, he arrived! Paxton Oliver Skertich was born at 11:03am on May 11, 2013. He was equipped with a pretty sweet head of hair, just like Mabel and me, and that was that (more to come on his hair a little later). Here he is about 4 minutes after he was born.

About an hour later sisters got a chance to go see little Pax, so we headed upstairs to say hello.

After that we headed out to Nana's for a few days where there was a whole lot of this going on.

And then a couple days later we headed back to the hospital to meet Pax again.

Check out the view from his room, high class, that guy.

And just like another little person I know (hint: 3 years old, lives next door to me upstairs at our house), apparently this guy likes his thumb already. Kinda strange, I mean, this binky thing is amazing. I should know... 5 and a 1/2 years later and I'm still rockin the bink.

Oh, and when we came back by the hospital, I taught him a really good trick:

Exhibit A

Exhibit B

Well, more to come from the day but I'll leave you with this beaut!

To Lower Wacker And Beyond!

Many years ago when I was a little tike I had a group of toys that I just loved. They kept me company during the day and calmed me down those nights when Dad wouldn't sleep and was up crying all the time... oh wait, that was me, nevermind.

Anyway, these toys were like living creatures, like in Toy Story, only instead of Woody's "Somebody poisoned the watering hole!" or Buzz's "To Infinity and Beyond!" I had Oliver the Octopus who recited the colors of the rainbow... in three languages - English, Spanish and French. "Red, Vert, Amarillo," Oliver would say, and I was content.

Well, when we moved we put my box of toys behind Nana's couch because 1) she had a million toys to play with and 2) we didn't want to get any confused with hers and lost in the shuffle. The other morning Nana was looking for me when she came in the Great Room... and I had found my friends.

I spent hours in the box. I enjoyed it so much that I figure if I ever go homeless I don't think I'll even mind. I'll have my hair to keep me warm and my box to live in. In fact, if anyone's looking for me I'll be down on Lower Wacker Drive. Take that, Buzz Lightyear!