Saturday, April 14, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
He said, "Hi, Grandma!"
... and I knew that Calum Robert MacAdam was born! Did my dear son-in-law sound just a little smug? Deservedly so, because it's a stunning achievement. Never mind how many billions of organisms reproduce on any given day - birth is a bona fide miracle; I am filled with joy and awe.
You can have your basketball, your football, your marathons; they pale in comparison to nine months of pregnancy culminating in labor and delivery! Maybe if Peyton Manning blew that football out his ass, I'd pay more attention.
For the statisticians and genealogists:
Born on 4/12/07 at 11:44 PM, weighing 7# 15 oz. Mother, father and baby doing well, thanks.
You can have your basketball, your football, your marathons; they pale in comparison to nine months of pregnancy culminating in labor and delivery! Maybe if Peyton Manning blew that football out his ass, I'd pay more attention.
For the statisticians and genealogists:
Born on 4/12/07 at 11:44 PM, weighing 7# 15 oz. Mother, father and baby doing well, thanks.
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