Hi World, John Thomas Bush here! I’m still a little sleepy…it is hard work getting born!

They’ve had me all wrapped up in this hat and blanket ever since this morning! I’m ready to stretch out a little!

Daddy, can you help get these blankets off of me.

Whew! That’s better! Now, hurry! Look, there’s that nice lady.

I don’t know who that old man is…but he looks nice too!

Come on, nice lady…I’m ready. I want you to hold me now.

Now, what did you say your name was? That’s right…GiGi. That’s a nice name.
I think I like you.

Now, I KNOW I do! I like snuggling with you!

Now, who is that old man over there watching me?

Oh, he’s your Daddy…so he’s my Pop! Hi, Pop! You look pretty nice, too!

It’s OK, you can touch me…I won’t bite…yet!

Ohhh! I like your hands! They are big and strong! I bet you can teach me to shake hands one day!

Hey Adam! That tickles! Aren’t you supposed to be taking pictures?

Look! Here’s a good pose for you! Now how about passing me off to the Pop. I think he and I have got some talking to do!

Yep, me and the old man are going to be big buddies…I can just tell.

While sitting at the hospital this morning, before and after the birth…I needed something to do since the doctors and nurses obviously didn’t want or need my expert advice. I decided to tell the story of my sweet grand-nephew with the newspaper and a magazine I had brought to read. Yes, some of the pics are a little fuzzy. Chalk it up to my excitement. Here, then, is the story of the day…told in words and pictures.

JOHN THOMAS BUSH
6 pounds 10 ounces
20 inches