Good morning, Kate. It looks like you had a rough night. Before too long you'll get used to the noise and confusion out here in the world. No doubt you've been really cozy with Ruth these last nine months, but you couldn't hide forever. Too many people were anxious to meet you—especially your daddy Ben, and sister Ashley.
For posterity, we'll put down the numbers.
August 15, 2008 at 7:53 a.m.
8 pounds, 1 ounce
Grandpa and I sure do wish we were there...