I got the call at 3:00 AM, and could finally relax. My first born child had successfully given birth to her second son at a hospital in Virginia, and both she and the baby were fine.
And I feel like a Bad Dad for not being there... Instead, I was processing soccer pictures and getting set to take our niece to the Embassy Suites for her birthday party sleepover with friends.
Can't wait to see the new baby (and to see how the first born Young Prince handles the competition!)
Amber has named the new baby "Ashton", and if you mention "Kutcher" she's quick to let you know "He doesn't own the fucking name, okay?"
Chip off the old block...