Ella: World; World: Ella

Here she is...

Yeah, she kinda looks like an alien.  But a cute little alien.  (fyi I think that most babies look creepy,  please don't kill me for saying so). 

Funny story for all of the grandparents, relatives, and those with kids already (if you don't have kids and aren't related to us, you will think this is just another one of "those" stories that people with kids tell.   I remember, before having kids, hating blogs where all people did was talk about their kids.  Now look at me.):  When I brought Michael to the hospital this morning to meet Ella, he was really excited because he got to ride an elevator up to Lorena's floor.  Smalls loves elevators and escalators.  He could ride them all day.  Over and over and over and over...Anyway, walking down the hall to the room, I was trying to tell him about how he was going to meet his sister, and all he could think about was riding the elevator again.  He kept saying "elevator, elevator."  When we brought him into the room, we took him over to look at Ella and I told him to say "hi" to his sister.  And Michael, in a really sweet voice, walked over to Ella and said "Hi.  Hi baby Ella."  And then the moment ended, and he reverted to form and said "Elevator?" and wanted me to take him back to the elevators.