Born on the birthday of a great president and named after another one, our little great-nephew has a big name to grow into. He arrived a little after 9 P.M. last night, healthy and beautiful. We are not surprised at what a beautiful baby he is, of course, because his grandparents and his great-auntie and great-uncle are so good-looking. Oh, and his parents had a little something to do with that, too. This is one of the very first photos taken of him, but when this auntie gets to see him soon, she will take many more. My brother and sister-in-law are back at the hospital with him, their very first grandchild. They have promised to share.
Now here is the picture of the rebirth. Okay, so it’s our dining room, but it has taken us four or five weeks to finish it after stripping wallpaper, scrubbing glue off the walls, repairing the walls, sanding, and painting. I feel like it’s a rebirth.