Uncle German

Today German came by and got to hold Hazel for some time. See pictures below. We also went to the Salvation Army and got Heather some shirts. At the Sal, we found a wooden rocking horse, that had branded on it, 'Roy'. On the tag of the horse, the day it was put out on display, was August 10th, Hazel's birthday. Coincidence? Didn't matter, I bought it without hesitation, and I even got the guy to lower the price due to the significance of the date it was put out, and the fact that my little girl's last name was Roy. Following the event, we walked to Taco Bell and got some grub. A fellow dad talked to me when I was waiting with Hazel in her stroller and asked me how old my little girl was. "4 DAYS!" he shouted. Then he asked how much she weighed. "7 ounces!" He was great and he was a stay at home dad with a 15 month old boy. He told me it flies by. The guy at the Salvation Army who sold me the rocking horse told me he had a son too. His boy was 17 and was going to be a junior. He told me he wish he could go back in time. Everyday is new now, that is for sure.