I'm sitting here thinking about what it means to be a father for the 5th time. "Incredible" is the word that comes to mind to describe how I feel about it...though no way it covers it. When I think back to the night last week when Kathy shared "our BIG NEWS" with me for the first time, I'm so thankful for the moment we had together. There we sat doing what we like to do so much, just spending a little time talking as the kids slept. She softly slipped it in on me during the conversation and when I looked at her, there was this beautiful smile on her face...it was cool. I share this not to be sappy or anything...more because I wasn't ready to not have more of those moments. We don't doubt how much we're loved or that things are said in jest...we were just hoping more for "speechless wonder" moments...you know...phone calls... piercing screams that echo through the cell towers and into our ears...smiles stretching across faces that indicate that even though God has done this billions of times before, others know how special this time is to us. We understand completely that most comments have been spoken out of light-heartedness, and we so love that...but I wanted everyone to know how we're feeling about it. We're excited! A baby...Wow! We're not puzzled or scared or feeling overwhelmed ...just excited...more prepared this time than ever before. We're already in love...already coming up with names...blessings...life verses...already sensing God's pleasure in His new creation even now as He "knits our child together in (his/her) mother's womb" and we smile at the days ahead with unbelieveable anticipation as we wait to see how He uses this little life for His glory.