Simon Jones was born early this morning*. He's fine, though he roughed mom up a little so she'll be in the hospital a few more days. I'll just be glad to have them all back stateside soon.
So anyway, I'm talking to Bethany this morning and she says that she's glad he wasn't born yesterday, because if he was a Cinco de Mayo baby, she thought I might speak to him only in Spanish. Do I seem like the kind of grandfather who would let the calendar get in the way de hablando con me nieto? No soy este typo, por supuesto.
* my time, which was still yesterday Hawaii time. Or something.