From Philly to a farm: The adventures of two urban transplants learning to live in a 150-year-old farmhouse in Germansville, PA.
I know you've been waiting in rapt anticipation, wondering "do they have cold OJ? Is their milk still fresh?" Well, I have good news. Last Wednesday at 3:30 p.m. the fridge guy finally showed up with a tiny box of parts that probably cost around $5. After twenty minutes of work -- five of those involved pulling out the refrigerator and accessing the back panel -- he fixed the damn thing. I have a nasty-gram ready to go to LG because their customer service sucks.
So, with that out of the way, Gina decided to go into labor. By 9:03 a.m. the next morning we had this 8lb 10oz squirming scream machine:

He arrived right on his due date, December 7. I like punctuality.

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I just about had a nasty-gram ready to go out to you, wondering when you were finally going to get around to posting these pictures...
He's really cute--congratulations to you both!
Posted by: Bill | December 14, 2006 01:51 PM