Speaking of very young U.S. citizens, I just got word that Tiny made his grand entrance on Saturday at just over nine pounds (which, as the Shill points out, is not so tiny).
For reasons not quite understood by me, he’s been named after our twelfth president.
Aw! Look at that hat! Look at that nose! Can you believe the Shill baked something so cute up in her uterus? It’s weird and amazing.