I got a new niece! (A Photo Essay)

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Last weekend, Anna and I drove to Chattanooga, TN to meet our new niece, Josie. It was a fun time to catch up with family, and spend time with my oldest niece, who is a character. Her father calls her a princess, but I would argue that she could potentially be the first princess/court jester hybrid.

My brother-in-law, Charlie (Kenna’s Dad) helping Kenna meet her new sister. Adorable yellow hats made by Caroline (my sister, Kenna’s Mom, not pictured upon request)

My brother-in-law, Charlie (Kenna’s Dad) helping Kenna meet her new sister. Adorable yellow hats made by Caroline (my sister, Kenna’s Mom, not pictured upon request)

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Kenna was very excited about her new sister, and wanted to really check her out. She had to touch her ears, toes, and even her tongue, she was totally fascinated with this little creature. I asked her if she remembered the hospital, since that’s the same place we met her over 2 years ago. (She said “Nooooo”)

We also had a fun time visiting with my parents, who were excited about their second grandchild.

My mom

My mom

My dad

My dad

Kenna performing for the camera

Kenna performing for the camera

Kenna hanging out with Josie after coming home from the hospital

Kenna hanging out with Josie after coming home from the hospital

Goober

Goober

I didn’t really get to see Josie’s eyes because she sleeps like a brick

I didn’t really get to see Josie’s eyes because she sleeps like a brick

I was at the house taking photos of Josie, and as I was snapping photos….uh….

She threw up for the first time. I was honored to be able to capture this huge milestone.

Kenna is unphased.

And there she is, Josie, my second niece, in all her sleepy, chunky glory. I’m excited to get to know her, and I’m interested to see how Kenna handles not having her whole world revolve around her anymore (As the oldest child, I understand this struggle. You’re not alone, Kenna)

I did a few other things in Chattanooga, and I’ll have a sequel to this photo essay tomorrow. Think of these like a vlog, but in photos….A phlog? Eh, I’ll stick with “Photo Essay” despite how sterile and academic it sounds.

-Uncle Wheeeellll (pronounced as it’s spelled)