Today I received an email announcing the arrival of Logan Paul Gwynn.
Considering the subject matter of my previous post, I thought it would be a happier change of pace to introduce everyone to the little guy. Master Logan made his entrance into this crazy, mixed-up world of ours this past Sunday morning at 5:32a.m. He weighed in at a respectable 7lbs. 4oz. and is 20¼ inches long.
Pictured below…from left to right…are Daddy Matthew, Grandma Crystal, and Grandpa David and, of course, the reason for this post…Baby Logan.
What a cutie. I foresee a lot of broken hearts in his future.
5 comments:
I wish I could get enthusiastic about babies, but it's not in me!
Congrats to all concerned.
Logan?! Surely there's a mistake there (but he's cute anyway!)
;0)
Okay, Diane, I had to admit that it took me a couple of seconds to catch your meaning. Then, I did a big ol' DUH! Yes, Bobby would have been a much nicer name.
I'm not sure why they chose Logan, but Paul is for the memory of his great-grandpa who passed away in 2000.
And, yes, Val...I understand. I enjoy being around kids of family and friends, but only for a short while. Too old and lack the patience required.
Sorry there BobbyG - I knew what I meant ;0)
Well, yet another cutie pie...ooooo, PIE!!
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