Congratulations to T-Bone!

by **CatEyes** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 2:14 am

Congratulations to the entire T-Bone family unit...

She is gorgeous T-Bone and as someone said before - you have had your last night of sleep for a while.

She is going to be your princess for life.

As she gets older and starts to date - a helpful hint from the archives of Ted Nugent - when his daughter started dating and her dates would arrive to pick her up, Nudge would answer the door - carrying his cross-bow, shining it up a little. He said he never had to worry about his daughter arriving home safely and on time.

Cat

by **Granny** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 2:15 am

Congratulations, T-Bone, Momma, and Ashlynn Jade..welcome to the world...what a beautiful little girl you have, T-Bone.
Health and Happiness to all of you.

by **Angiekay** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 2:17 am

T-Bone wrote:Thanks

Our new daughter, Ashlynn Jade, has arrived on April 19, 2007 at 17:59. She is 7lbs 5oz and 20.5 inches. She's already a daddy's girl Momma and baby are doing great, but momma needs ALOT of rest. Leaves me more time to spoil the little one

Look! She's saying hi to Deano!! What a little precious pumkin!! Congratulations to you and your wife!

by **nutz4Neal** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 2:23 am

Awwwww, she's just adorable, T Bone! My sincere congrats to you & your wife.
Welcome to the world precious little Ashlynn Jade!

by **jrnychick** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 2:49 am

She's a cutie!!! Congratulations!!!

by **Liam** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 4:09 am

BEAUTIFUL little girl, T-Bone. CONGRATS. :-)

Best wishes (and hope that she rests well) to your wife. :-)

by **erozario17** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 4:58 am

Congratulations T-Bone! She's adorable.

by **T-Bone** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 5:52 am

A big thanks to everyone who sent well wishes. Everything is very appreciated.

by **Liam** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 5:57 am

Not a problem, dude. :-)

by **chf34jmac** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:35 am

No need to thank everyone T-bone. That's what families do, wish each other well. And like it or not, we are a kind of family here. Dysfunctional as hell, argumentative and opinionated but still in the end we all look out for one another.

by **FormerJrnyFan** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:50 am

Congrats Mr. & Mrs. T-Bone... she's adorable!!!

by **treetopovskaya** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:57 am

cute baby. congrats! }:C)

by **Natalie** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 10:59 am

Congrats T-Bone! What an adorable baby. I hope the delivery went smoothly and I hope mom is recovering well. (Of course that's the Labor and Delivery nurse in me talking!)

by **Playitloudforme** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 11:24 am

Congrats!!!!

by **Rockindeano** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 11:30 am

Turd Lips, LOL,

Please allow Lula and I to come over and offer our congratulations on your new one. That is fantastic news.

The "turd lips" comment is an inside joke people. :wink:

by **Just Mindy** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 11:39 am

T-Bone, she's beautiful.

Treasure these times, it goes way too fast.

Congrats. :wink:

by **Rick** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 11:46 am

MSR wrote:T-Bone, she's beautiful.

Treasure these times, it goes way too fast.

Congrats.

Truer words were never spoken. About everything MSR said. Good work Mr. & Mrs. T-Bone and congratulations.

by **Crazy4Ross** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 12:22 pm

Congrats on your beautiful daughter!

Barb

by **Blueskies** » Sat Apr 21, 2007 1:14 pm

Congrats, T Bone! She's adorable!

by **ohsosoto** » Mon Apr 23, 2007 11:45 am

she's purty.

by **Ms_M** » Mon Apr 23, 2007 11:56 am

Congrats - God bless!

by **Lula** » Mon Apr 23, 2007 12:02 pm

She is beautiful!! Congratulations on your princess. I know two little princes that'll come calling

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by **T-Bone** » Mon Apr 23, 2007 2:10 pm

That's when I dig up the old Rules For Dating My Daughter:

Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."

Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

by *Laura » Mon Apr 23, 2007 3:43 pm

You have spoken like a true Dad,T-Bone!

These are good for Moms too...Only that our version of Agent Orange cleans up the frying pan! :lol:

by **Moon Beam** » Mon Apr 23, 2007 9:24 pm

T-Bone wrote:That's when I dig up the old Rules For Dating My Daughter:

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Thanks T-Bone :lol:

How's your family adjusting, is Ashlynn a good sleeper?

by **CatEyes** » Mon Apr 23, 2007 11:43 pm

T-Bone wrote:I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Ladies - this is very useful later in life as well.

Cat

by **jrnychick** » Tue Apr 24, 2007 12:15 am

T-Bone wrote:That's when I dig up the old Rules For Dating My Daughter:

Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."

Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

My husband got a copy of this when our daughter was born. His favorite rule is the one about the nail gun. He really does own a nail gun, so he's taking good care of it until the time comes.

Just so you're prepared-- my daughter had a "boyfriend" in 4-year-old preschool. When she got to kindergarten, she dumped that poor kid and moved on to a new guy. We were out to dinner one night and she announced to us, "I just wanted to let you know that I'm in love with Kennedy and I'm going to marry him." She was 5 1/2 at the time. My first question was, "Does Kennedy know about this?" My husband's first response was, "Who the hell is this Kennedy kid?" I thought my poor husband was going to have a heart attack. It was kind of funny, because she didn't have the guts to tell Kennedy about her plan. She is now 7, and she still thinks she's going to marry Kennedy. They are not in the same class this year, so she doesn't get to see him much. I'm hoping the school keeps them separated for a few years. Luckily, Lauren (my daughter) is seen as one of the guys. She likes Pokemon, Nintendo, Power Rangers, Spider Man, etc. No Barbies or dolls in our house. I'm hoping the boys will think of her as one of the guys until she's at least 18.

by **jrnychick** » Tue Apr 24, 2007 12:15 am

Double post. Darn computer.

by **Jenna** » Tue Apr 24, 2007 1:47 am

Congratulations-----She is Beautiful

by **ohsherrie** » Tue Apr 24, 2007 2:33 am

Congratulations T-bone. She's beautiful, and everyone else has already said everything else I would say.

MR

Congratulations to T-Bone!

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