Well, actually, she was born at 10:10pm on 4 November. They cut her out of my sister with a knife as the winds swept over the frozen tundra in Edmonton, "Gateway to the North". She weighs 7lbs, 1oz. Not my sister, of course, who, last time I saw her, must have weighed about a million pounds. She was huge! Of course, that was before they dragged another human being out of her belly.
The kid is named Gracie. I'm pleased with this. I was first told she was named "Grace" which I'm not sure I really like. It's kind of... well... girly.
Gracie, though, that's a cool name. Gracie has tons of friends and climbs trees and plays sports and eventually gets a job as one of those people who reconfigure the matter transfer beams between Earth and TMR-1C.
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