Well, my delightful grandchild, here we are on the thirteenth day past your due date and you are still hiding away. It is time for you to leave the perfect comfort of your mother’s womb and make your debut in reality. It is common in our family to be strongly allergic to reality but we have never found a way to make it go away so, out you come. Let us see your face, hear your voice, and feel your presence in our lives.
You will be the first, the beginning of a new generation. Come, grandchild, come