I’m finally getting some of these pictures up for all to see.
Here are some snap shots of Kristina:

I’m here:

Ummm Fingers:

Did I say I liked my fingers?

On occasion, I will open my eyes:

I like to pontificate like dad:

Smiles:

Boxer:

Eyes and Hair:

I’m cute:

Gazing in the distance

One of my first photos:

Trouble maker eyes:

We have to thank Grandma, also known as the Mamarazi, for her excellent photos.

Anna and I are proud to announce the birth of our daughter:

Kristina Louise Bolster

She was born in the afternoon of June 19th 2008. She weighed in at 7 pounds and 13 ounces and measured 19 1/2 inches long.

We are so happy to have her as part of our family! Anna was absolutely awesome! Each moment I see her with Kristina only amazes me more.

Last week, we thought there was a high possibility that baby girl was going to come into this world on Friday. That was fine and dandy until I realized the day and the date– Friday June 13th, 2008.

My mother, hence Grandma, has special aversion to any Friday the thirteenths. Her aversion is so bad, that my little sister Becky was very close to being born on a Friday the thirteenth. My mother wouldn’t have it; she worked really hard to get the baby out on Thursday the twelfth instead of Friday the thirteenth. So having baby girl come last Friday would have made Grandma squirm.

Friday evening, I look down at Anna’s belly and said “Baby girl you are grounded for six hours. You can’t come out until today is over”.

Immediately, Anna and I both felt a kick her in stomach. Baby girl didn’t like being grounded. She already knew.

I thought: She’s already sassy? Now I know I am in trouble.

With the recent move into our house and the baby coming, all kind of purchases have been made or have been talked about in the last two weeks. One of those shopping decisions is buying a second car so Anna and I both have a car to drive. We’ve been living on one car for the past four years. Crazy– I know.

The last two weeks have taken us on a few car shopping trips. Finding a car that accommodates my knees has always been a problem. So we’ve been looking for the right fit, the right gas mileage, and the right style to fit our needs.

Anna turns to me today and asks “So what do you want for Father’s day?”

Bob: “A new car”

Anna: “I was thinking more along a line of some kind of cookies”

Bob: “I guess that will do”

Now, I was being serious when I said I wanted a new car. It is something we need to get done and hopefully it happens before little girl pops into this world, but I guess all I get today is a cookie.

I’ll smile at that.