26 hours, 34 minutes of labor*
17 years, 287 days, 16 hours of caring, loving, shaping, molding.
Time to see what he does with it all...
*Ok, you KNOW I had to throw that in there even though it doesn't have anything to do with anything. It's just that it really hurt and no one around here seems to appreciate that. They all just roll their eyes at me. At least I didn't mention the 50+ stitches.
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Congratulations to the fabulous graduate and to the proud parents!
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