January 13th, 2007 by Atomictumor
Well, Eaves is one baby lighter today. Theres a maddening lack of news coming from the Cemestos camp, so I called Eave’s mom, and spoke with her for a bit.
8 lbs, 20 inches. He’s got a name, but it ain’t my place to tell you what it is. Suffice to say, its an awesome name, and the kid will be served well by it.
I don’t have a picture yet, but this is my representation of what things are like at the hospital at this very moment:
Welcome to this life, kid. You’re very loved.
January 13th, 2007 at 9:07 am
And of course, that bastard Bos posts at the exact same time.
You suck, Bos.
January 13th, 2007 at 9:32 am
Uh, yeah AT. Looks just like him. ;)
January 13th, 2007 at 9:34 am
Except for the fangs, or is that hair growing out of your artist’s rendition’s chin?
January 13th, 2007 at 9:57 am
What’s that thing next to LJ’s crib thingy? With the red and the scotch tape? Is that a rooster looking at the baby?
January 13th, 2007 at 10:58 am
It’s got to be baby drool on the chin, one of those nose suckers on the bed, and the red things have got to be the stirrups on the “birthing bed”.
Am I right?
January 13th, 2007 at 11:12 am
Well, the red was just the bed frame.
(hangs head in shame)
January 13th, 2007 at 11:20 am
well, maybe those stirrup things aren’t burned into your brain like some of us ….
I can totally see bed frame.