Woke about fifteen minutes ago to the ringing phone, followed by giddy voices from down the hall. Turns out at 7:02AM, a six pound six ounce eighteen inch granddaughter arrived for the wife! She’s still doing the granny dance as I type. The child’s name is yet to be determined and remains a deep concern considering some that have been bandied about, but we have hopes that nothing Star Wars related will prevail.

So apparently the kid couldn’t wait its appointed time, which was about two weeks hence. This only adds to Mom’s joy. She was about ready to reach in and pull the child out herself. Only five hours of labor.

Happiness and joy abound as mother and child are healthy. God’s blessings to them now and onward. Glorious day!

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