To my husband... who was so nervous after G was born that he yarfed in the hospital everyday. Who didn't want to leave our side. What if he missed something? Who was so sweet to that little tiny baby. Who when he first read to him would announce the author and illustrator of books. Who has become SO much more comfortable. Who is a little more daring than mom. Who asks me questions like, "When did he get so big?" Who is the FUNNIEST person ever--according to Griffin. Who fell over in the baby pool today (completely under water) so his baby didn't go under. Who gets called "dadadadadada" over and over and Griffin can't wait to see him in the afternoons. (Just say... do you hear dada? and G is moving to the door.) To the man, who was a boy when I met him (only 17!), who is now a Dr., who is now a dad to our sweet sweet baby.