The whole time I was pregnant Nick insisted that he would not hold our baby until she was three months old...or at least until she was "stable." In the delivery room, Nick was the first to hold her. Nick was the one who brought her to me for the first time. A few minutes later in the nursery, Nick was holding her again and the nurse asked Nick to lay her down on the table. Nick looked awkwardly at her, then at the baby, then at the table, and said, "I can't..." to which the nurse replied, "oh, I forgot. First time dad thinks he is going to break her." Two days later he changed his first diaper. A week later he changed her clothes. Four weeks later he blessed her. Six weeks later he fed her her first bottle. Five months later he gave her a bath. Six months later he fed her veggies.
I love that in almost every picture I posted Nick is looking at her. That is pretty much how it has been since he became a daddy. He is a good dad and Makenzie is crazy about him. Nobody can make her laugh like Nick can. Everyday after he gets home from work he takes her into the other room and I just hear them in there cracking up. He notices when she is wearing something new. He asks every Sunday if he can take her to Elders Quorum with him. I hear him tell her multiple times a day how cute she is. On weekends, he gets up with her in mornings to let me sleep. She is so lucky to have such a great dad.