Just a few more days...

Well, it won't be long now. The closer it gets, the more I realize how little experience I have with babies (except for when I was one, but I don't remember anything that might be useful).

Anyway, that's me (the baby) and my Pop. There's almost a 100% chance the boy will be born with black hair and brown eyes. As a matter of fact, if I could find a bookie to take that bet we would all be set for life, but then again, who knows?

Me and Lisa are getting anxious. I guess she's more miserable than anxious, but anxious just the same. I realize a lot of people can't tell I'm excited. I confess I'm not running around giggling like a school girl, but I'm excited on the inside. I guess part of me is sad to see the "Era of Me" come to a close. I realize that everything is going to change in an instant. I know that it will be better, but it's kinda like standing on the high dive, you can't possibly know what the jump is really like till you jump, and in those last moments your heart is beating out of your chest. That's where I am.

I'm really looking forward to seeing Baby Boy Harper, and telling everyone his name. I've kinda been thinking I want a picture of me and him like this one of me and my Pop. I'm sure I'll be tired enough to be convincing. I know Lisa will be.

I am planning on Twittering what's going on come baby-time. You can read the updates on the right side as they happen, or on my Facebook profile. Stay tuned, Lil Harp will be here before you know it.