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Hello my name is

Let's just say we don't know who Sam is anymore. Literally.

That's because he's (for now) legally Ridley Otis Greene.

I got a call today from the county trying to match Sam's birth certificate to his social security info. Only problem was the hospital, who submitted his birth information for social security, replaced Elisa's maiden name, Ridley for Sam's first name.

Not to worry, we should get this Mad Libs birth certificate fixed soon after some bureaucratic gymnastics.

So for the time being call him Ridley or call him Sam. He'll answer to both or maybe some other names as long as you have a warm bottle.

Sam's first Thanksgiving

We expected Sam to arrive 10 days after Turkey Day, but instead he showed up 11 days beforehand. He was just in time for the Thanksgiving festivities.

Clockwise from left - Grandma Patti, Max (who's winking), me, Sam, Elisa, Grandma Sue Sue, Cousin Kevin and behind the camera, Grandpa Gary

Hold the turkey and pass the milk please

We're just two happy guys 

Grandma Patti and her grandsons

Grandma Sue Sue manages to squeeze a smile out of Max

Winnie supervised a nice Thanksgiving from upstairs

Max now comes with his own captions

What we're thankful for

Last week we were in Swedish Hospital's Infant Special Care Unit with Sam.

Joining us, as a matter of fact next door to us, was my former roommate and good friend Erin Kelly, his wife Merideth and their beautiful new daughter, Anna*. She was due one month earlier than Sam, but was two weeks late while our guy was three weeks early. 

We are so thankful today that both babies made quick recoveries, returning home last weekend and that we have many good times to look forward to with our two families... maybe even a Kids Kelly-Greene St. Patrick's Day party!

 

 

* Also known as Sam's future prom date

Sam's official birth announcement

 

"He looks great"

Sam had his first trip to the doctor and received glowing reviews. Best news of all -- no long-term effects from his breathing issues!

Big Brother program

When I graduated from high school I joined the Big Brothers program. The basic premise was to spend a few hours each week hanging out having fun with a kid who didn't have a dad or a good male role model in his life. I went to ballgames, played hoops and even taught my little brother to shave.

As a side note, my little brother went on to study medicine at Northwestern and is now an ER surgeon. Color me proud.

Twenty years later, I'm bringing the program back with Max. With Sam now home, healthy and a week old, I want to make sure Max still knows he's loved. A trip today to eat donuts, ride the Monorail and play at Seattle Center seemed to do the trick. Max has been terrific since baby came home yesterday.

Home sweet home

We are overjoyed to have Sam home. After a week in the hospital, Sam was released today with a clean bill of health. 

It's not Thanksgiving yet, but we already have so much to be thankful for starting with the incredible staff at Swedish Medical Center. Their kindness, dedication and care was nothing short of heroic.  We also appreciated all the love and support we received from our parents.  

Here's to the start of a special first holiday season with our second son and a new lifetime of together.

Sam's coming home outfit gives a nod to the home team on his noggin

Club 1121's newest member

A happy homecoming

Winnie welcomes Sam to the family with a kiss

That's my name