October 4, 2007
One of my former bosses had his baby this morning. Well, he didn’t, obviously, but his wife did. The birth of a baby is always special, but there’s something else there now that I’ve had my own. I look at pictures and it takes me back instantly to the first time I got to hold Zoe. Which is why I generally cry upon hearing the news of a new baby. The e-mail popped up in my in-box this morning and as soon as I read the subject, “Healthy baby boy!” I knew that Jimmy and Christa are in the best possible place in the whole wide world right now, and tears immediately sprang (sprung? springed?) to my eyes.
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