My mom reports:
"Violet was born 2:30 am. All ok. 9 pounds 7 ounces and 21 inches long. Just a few ounces smaller than Enoch (her father, my brother) was at birth. Good, loud crying heard over the phone."
This came in 2:45 or so this morning (I was asleep). In any event, I join the ranks of those such as Uncle Doug and Auntie Anna. Why do I feel so old?