Saturday, December 26, 2009

here's looking at you, kid.

Apparently, the family and friends who were waiting patiently at the hospital on the day that Jack was born had a betting pool to see who could guess his birth weight. Since the babies in my family are historically...ahem...larger (the first John Phillip weighed a reported thirteen pounds at birth), it didn't surprise me that the English side won the bet. Granddad Clive guessed 7lbs 8oz.

He invested his winnings in a bottle of champagne and we all toasted to Jack's good health on Christmas night. We celebrated his first Christmas and in my heart, I hope for one hundred more.

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