Some of you may remember my mentioning of expecting my third son and you ay have also noticed my lack of posting over the last week. That's because on Thursday, April 16th @ 5:04pm, my wife did in fact deliver our third son. He weighed 8lbs 13.5oz and was 20.75 inches long. Falcoholic Nation, I present to you Xavier Alexander Gregg...
I'm slowly building my own franchise here. Carter is very tall for his just turned 5 years of age and he doesn't really like getting dirty. He's somewhat of a pretty boy so he's my QB of the future. Jackson on the other hand loves the dirt. He loves playing in it, he loves throwing it, he loves dumping it on Carter's head. The boy has one hell of a mean streak also and slings his older brother around like a ragdoll. He once checked Carter all the way across the kitchen once, completely blindsiding him in the back. He's my middle linebacker. He dares you to cross that line.
As for Alex, his destiny is yet to be determined. He's a haus no doubt, but he has long arms, legs, fingers and toes, so I'm wondering if he is going to be that top flight WR or DB type. I suppose only time will tell. The wife still wants two girls, but as one can see, that luck ain't on my side, haha! In the least I have a decent 3v3 teams on the playground. I'm one of four boys, and all dad can ask for is that they grow up tight and turn out like the Hanson brothers from Slapshot. That would be awesome.
Unfortunately, the hospital people didn't think my wife wearing a Falcons T-shirt was appropriate, so instead I wore it while we were there. Being in Jacksonville though, I don't think anyone really cared one way or the other. Now if Dave or Warlock would just make us a Falcoholic Onesie, Alex would be set!