It's Gonna Be a Beautiful Girl

Sarah, my oldest son Italo's girl, just found out that her baby is going to be a girl. Ain't that great? I'm gonna be a grandpa come early March, 2010, and I already knew that, but now I'm gonna be a grandpa of a beautiful little girl.
Gosh, I like kids. I cannot get enough of them. Well, most of the time. Chepa's babies, Sierra and Alexa drive me to wonderful distraction daily. I bought a microphone with its own speaker the other day and Sierra, when she can get it out of my Madeleina's hands, just makes up song after song, just like Madeleina. And little Alexa, who at not quite two has a pretty limited vocabulary, when she finally gets her turn just goes on and on with sounds and rhythms straight out of ayahuasca ceremonies she's seen and icaros I sing around the house.
And now we're gonna have a new girl singer around here. Which is not only fine by me buy freaking fantastic. I hope I get to visit with her a lot. Help instill a joyful exuberance for living that she can keep long after I'm gone. I think that's one of the best things I do as a dad: Just try to keep the kids happy that they're alive, aware of the world around them, a set of eyes that don't just see things as they want to see them but see them in the millions of shades of color they contain. Of course there are days when Marco won't go along with that, but that's for other posts. This post is about Sarah and her coming baby. I hope she comes out with the right number of fingers and toes, with a good heart and healthy lungs and blasts into this space with laughter.