My dear friends Cliff and Elizabeth, (better known on this blog as Boscoe and Beffy), recently gave birth to their first child, a son. Little Gareth is wonderful and beautiful, but he had a little problem with his esophagus that required he undergo surgery on just the third day of his little life. Well the doctors got him all fixed up and everyone was praying that when they tested his esophageal connection today that there would be no leaks. We got the good news earlier this morning that there were no leaks and they're looking to take the little guy home soon.

So the news went down via text message like this:

Boscoe: Gareth is LEAK FREE! Now pray he figures out how to eat so we can bring him home.

Me: He's your kid. He'll figure out how to eat. And if he doesn't go for milk, offer him venison.

Boscoe: Maybe I should take him to Waffle House.

Me: You'll both be leaking if you do that.


Our most heartfelt and sincere congratulations to Boscoe and Beffy and little Gareth. Congratulations, guys!