Well, my baby sister had her baby around 4:30 PM. Little Jaylee. I prefer Jay-Z, so that is what I shall call her.
I'm not seeing her until tomorrow. I was a little surprised that she came so late in the day, so I'm going to give Mom, Dad, and the baby a little time to rest before I make my appearance.
I hope she likes me. (Especially when I am 70 years old).
And I hope she is not bratty and rude. My sister turned out just fine, so I really don't think I have anything to worry about.
Congratulations Ashley and Jay! I'll be roaring down I-77 tomorrow after lunch. Is Chick-fil-a a more appropriate post-birth present than flowers?
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