Better Than Any Oscar!

They were throwing out a lot of big prizes at the Oscars, but we landed the biggest of them all!

Carson Edward Oberle was born in the wee hours of February 27 after a lot of nervous waiting and clock watching.

He's Rick's first grandchild so to see three generations of Oberle men with one so wee (and looking even tinier in his dad's arms) was truly a joy.

Although by baby standards, not all that small! He weighed in at a comfy eight pounds, thirteen ounces.

Look at those cute baby toes! They're so long and skinny!

It was about 3:30 or so when we got to meet him and there was no shortage of those wanting to hold the little guy. I was very happy and a little freaked out. I didn't want to drop him but he was a lot less squirmy than Lizzie. It appears that Carson actually likes to be held.

I said I wouldn't put any pix of Molly on the blog right after although to be honest, she looked more lovely to me than I could ever imagine a mom being after going through all that. But look for one in the next post or two when we visit when she's home!

As you might expect, we are over the moon with happiness and gratitude! Thanks, all, for your kind wishes and encouragement during the waiting game!

Incidentally, in the trivia department, Golden Boy Oscar is said to have come by his name through Academy librarian and eventual executive director Margaret Herrick, who thought the statue resembled her Uncle Oscar. In 1934. Glad they didn't name him Oscar...