At 12:36 a.m. on 8/11/16 Ellie McCarthy was born.
Tim and Mimi are her parents.
Bern and I are one set of her grandparents. Tim's parents live in Florida.
We met her today.
She is, obviously, the most beautiful baby in the world.
And she has Mimi's dimples.
And Mimi is going to be as great a mom as Tim is going to be a Dad.
(I'd forgotten how little newborns are. I wouldn't dare pick her up! At 6 pounds 7 ounces she is almost a pound lighter than the doctors thought. So, tiny. Not as small as our twin granddaughters Morgan and Emma were--both under 6 pounds--but tiny enough.)
Dimples. How great is that?
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