Holy Crap - I'm a Grandfather!

Emaline, meet the world.
World, meet Emaline.
Ain't she an angel?

She was born this morning, May 28, at 7:55. 6 pounds, one ounce. 19 1/2 inches tall. Mother & baby are doing well, as are the Lovely Mrs. G. and I.

So here I am - the guy who proudly proclaims that he'll never grow up - now someone's Poppy.

Oh well - at least now I have someone to relive my youth with once again.

And lest you think that there's a chance in Heaven that this precious little girl won't be spoiled rotten, I say ha! Ha to you! I'm well on my way to becoming the World's Biggest Pushover When It Comes To His Granddaughter.

Yeah - it's great. I'm very happy today.