So Mrs. sirhc is pregnant. Eight weeks today. In seven months, there will be a little sirhc or sirhcette in the house.

We broke the news to our parents today, so it’s finally safe to write about it. The urge to post about it here has been difficult to suppress, but my family does occasionally pay a visit. Today happens to be my mother’s birthday. So, after making sure my dad had the camera ready, we let her unwrap her gift—a tiny bib that reads, “I Love Grandma.” The expression on her face was priceless.

I figure that, by now, my entire family—and countless others I’m sure—have heard the news.