was born on September 11 at 3:15. 45 minutes after we showed up at the hospital he clocked in at 10 pounds 12 ounces. Thank goodness this gargantuan nugget of perfection decided to pop out 2 1/2 weeks before he was officially due. I'm tired and hungry. Desmond is a maniac, though always full of gentle kisses for his brother. Paul is keeping us fed and somewhat functioning. It's crazy this time. We'll talk about the food next week.
