Out of the Inkwell

Okay, something truly significant happened this week, specifically at 6:42 Tuesday morning. Our foster daughter Chau – who is as far as we are concerned is our daughter – gave birth to our second grandchild, a calm little girl she and her husband named Cat for a Vietnamese fairy princess.

Granted I opted for anything like Michelle, but Grandpa has little sway in such matters.

I think there is nothing as so profound as birth. My reaction was to weep when I saw her. I'm probably going to do the same when I see her next.



In the photo are Chau – who is the prettiest and most composed women ever to have just given birth; she didn't break a sweat – her husband Kevin, and proud grandma Mary. Grandpa took the photo.