Kathy woke up at 4 a.m. with contractions. The alarm went off at 6, and I woke up, hearing her mulling about in the bathroom.

She came out and told me she didn’t think I would be going to work. These contractions seemed to be the real thing. Seems the raspberry tea I had insisted we drink together the night before had worked.

I got up. Kathy wanted to get a shower and wanted to see the kids off to school. I had to type up some instructions and do a little work on some slides that would be needed at work that day.

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The four of us went over to Bob and Carol’s. We set the kids up in a back room and watched 3 hours of Oliver Stone’s “JFK”. The movie was long, but raised many curious questions. How that single bolt rifle could have fired off 3 quick rounds accurately is the strangest. Either there was a conspiracy among men, or physics conspired with Oswald.

I looked over and caught Kathy timing her contractions. She was getting worried, so we grabbed an umbrella and took a walk down the street in the drizzle. Bob and Carol greeted us when we came back, half expecting us to bring in a baby, I think. But the contractions settled down. Another false alarm.

Today is the official due date. Kathy had looked down at her stomach earlier on Saturday and said, “Tomorrow is your birthday. You don’t want to miss it!”

Happy Birthday, new kid. Where are you?

Last night Mom and Dad double-dated with Ted and his new girlfriend, Susan. Mom and Dad were the first to meet her (except for Grant, I think, who lives over at Ted’s whenever he can- only he is out west visiting the Grand Canyon, gambling in Las Vegas, and searching for Redwoods.) The family spent much of the day calling each other to discuss all of this. Ted seemed just as eager to join in all the discussions.

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