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We made it safely through Hurricane Dorian; a bit of wind damage to our trees and some very minor flooding on our property from a night of endless rain. The power flickered a couple of times but never went out. We're very grateful, especially after seeing pictures of the terrible destruction the storm caused in the islands.

In the midst of all this our grandson also finally arrived via emergency C-section -- a very tough delivery for his mom after going through two days of labor, but she and the baby are doing fine now. Say hello to Oliver:

He's really cute, and a very good baby. When we met he cuddled up to me and slept in my arms for about an hour.

My guy is also continuing to recover brilliantly from his surgery, so all is well here. I'm just going to need a few days to catch up on all the sleep I've lost. :)

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nightsmusic said…
Oh! My goodness! Just wookatdatwiddleface!! He's adorable :)

So glad to hear too that your guy is doing really well and you managed to come through Dorian relatively unscathed, all things considered.
September 8, 2019 at 8:50 AM
the author said…
Thanks Theo. Just glad everyone got through safely. If I could just sleep for a week solid now, I'd be aces, lol.
September 10, 2019 at 5:38 PM
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