Last night I evicted a baby! I am currently luxuriating at the hospital while Steve reads a Donald Westlake novel and the baby in question sleeps peacefully, if temporarily. This is a very nice hospital, it turns out, at least for the purpose we are putting it to. Here are some exciting details:
1. Jane Cassandra.
2. 6 lbs, 5 oz.
3. March 2, 1:21 ack emma. This means her birthday is countdown day (when the date is written American style, anyway): 3/2/10.
4. 4 hours, which I promise never to mention again, because I like continuing to have friends.
5. Snurfly and sweet-smelling.
6. Distrustful baby is distrustful:
7. IT'S MOLE.