Very little to say.

I have very little to say, but it is a mighty "little".

Perhaps you read the post wherein I mentioned the precipitous birth of my nephew? If not, well...my nephew was born rather earlier than expected at twenty-six weeks. He weighed 1 pound, 11 ounces. That's about two and a half cans of coke or a box plus a little more of Uncle Bens Converted rice.

He is now breathing on his own with a bit of oxygen from a cannula to help things along, and he is taking his mother's milk just fin. He has gained a few ounces, too. Not out of the woods, my mum told me, but he's at least blazing a trail. Go A!!!