During a recent headshot shoot, my wife Danialle took this photograph of me and our daughter Adelaide together. Isn’t she downright adorable? I am a very proud father; pony shopping next week.

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Our little Addie is growing like a weed (3.75 months), she is finally big enough to sit in her mega-rad Bumbo Seat. This thing is awesome. Every time I look at Addie sitting in it, I get the urge to buy a Roomba (vacuum cleaning robot) and attach it to the bottom of the Bumbo Seat. Not only would it be hilarious to watch Addie cruise around the apartment autonomously, the floors are getting cleaned during the laughter. +2!

Don’t let the bottom image fool you – Addie loves her Bumbo SO MUCH it makes her angry.

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I can’t believe you’re already a quarter of a year old! In just 3 short months: you smile at mommy & daddy, giggle, roll-over, and now you entertain us with your squeaky-squeal-coos.

You are amazing. We love you!

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Wow! She’s already one month old. Her birth still seems like yesterday. Time really does speed up after having a child.

In this image, Addie is showing-off a new dress – a gift from our friends, the Nickells.

Promotional portraits of Chicago wedding photographers, Kevin Weinstein and Sally Ryan, of Kevin Weinstein Photography. The images will be used for the upcoming Kevin Weinstein Photography website.

My amazing daughter, Adelaide. Less than an hour old.

Last Sunday, at 9:34PM, I left my apartment in hot pursuit to the grocery store where I would obtain a bottle of lite corn syrp & food coloring for me and a pint of chocolate ice cream for my 9 months pregnant wife.

I had originally planned to go down the fake blood path, but decided against it due to the tritness of it.  I think this turned out much more disturbing with the green coloring instead.

No, the corn syrup does not taste good.

Thanks to Danialle for pulling the trigger.

I was strolling through my image library and discovered this great portrait of Danialle and I standing in front of a mausoleum at Graceland Cemetery.

Four weeks ago, at the baby shower for my first child, a 30 year secret was revealed to me. The man I  thought was my dad was, in fact, not my biological father.

I had my suspicions, and if it were not for him disclosing to me that there was something my mother should have told me (she died in 2001) during an argument several years ago (another long story), I may not have ever found out. He wouldn’t tell me. Looking back on my life, I cannot remember a single moment that he sincerely treated me like his son; I often felt like a burden. Sure makes sense now.

At the baby shower, I finally asked my grandma (my mom’s mom) if she knew anything about what ‘dad’ had said and she, along with my aunt, decided since I had asked I should know the truth. Grandma wanted to tell me for a long time, but wasn’t sure how I would react.

According to my grandma and aunt, mom had a one night stand with a guy (name not known to them) she met at a bar. Soon thereafter, one of her brothers introduced her to the man I would later call dad. Shortly after they started dating, my mom started to experience “morning sickness”  and learned she was pregnant. Hoping it wouldn’t ruin their relationship, mom told ‘dad’ she was pregnant and that it wasn’t his. Obviously ‘dad’ was okay with the situation and got married. I was born 5 months later.

At the very least, I would like to know the name of my true father. I still need to talk with ‘dad’ to see if he knows the name of the guy. Plus, I need to contact a couple of mom’s old friends to see if they have any information.

What a wild ride this life has been. I’m not sure if I should hold on tighter, or just let go.