Born on 11/13/2004 in the wee small hours of the morning. 8lb. 10oz. bruiser of a boy. Like Bill Brasky in diapers. And my wife is queen of the world...she had contractions going for HOURS before the epidural and never once went "Ow." Then she got that nail in the back and went "Oh, it stung a little, no big deal." We're home and doing well, even managing to get a decent bit of sleep.
