Call me Uncle Chris!
My younger brother Nate and his wife Dawn decided they should get their baby moving in time for a September 10th birthday, rather than an ominous September 11th birthday. A big shot of some drug or another, and voila! out pops Mecca Medina Collette Herdt at 7 pounds, 10 ounces.
Nate said that he and Dawn watched Monty Python's Holy Grail
throughout pretty much the whole labor ordeal. Maybe that's supposed to start the kid off with rock solid foundation for a sense of humor?
(I'm glad that she was born on a Tuesday. Had it been a Saturday, Sunday, or even Monday, I'm sure Nate would have been watching football.)
I'm sure I'll go up to East Lansing this weekend to see the little bundle of joy and the rest of the happy family!