Hi
Glad that I am now able to greet you in person rather than by proxy. I arrived yesterday, 7 Jun, at 6.14am, weighing 3 kilos, so quite a long haul for Mum who was pretty exhausted after what can only be described as a "difficult" birth. I was fine and so far seem quite happy with my new surroundings. Happily Mum and Dad have had some much needed rest and they too are doing well. We're probably going to be in hospital until Thursday or Friday.
Being a boy came as a bit of a surprise, but I'm getting over it, and I'm even getting used to my names, Bastian Leon. There aren't many Bastians about it seems, although one does play for Bayern Munich. Great great Uncle Peter used to work for Bayer, so a link there. Leon is the name of Mami's father and the middle name (Leonard) of GP's father so a bringing together of the two branches of the family.
Apparently I'm due to get my first "bath" this morning. I don't know what a "bath" is yet, but it sounds pretty ominous. Aren't boys supposed to run around and get muddy? Sounds a bit girly to me! I'll let you know.
GP is putting up a picture taken by Papi yesterday of me waving to the crowds. GP thinks I am pretty nearly the best-looking grandson there has ever been, and hey, who am I to disagree?
Will keep you posted on the bath episode. Still no sign of the wine, but am beginning to get the hang of milk....
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