whether we're having fun or not. Forty-three years ago today I was in Misericordia Hospital in west Philadelphia PA awaiting the birth of my first child. Carmen Delight arrived at 5:06 pm EST. She weighed 9 lbs 5 oz and was 21(?) inches long. Carmen, what length does it say on you birth certificate - the one from the hospital with your footprints and my thumbprints? She was five days old when we went home. Going down in the elevator, someone asked her name. As soon as I said Carmen Delight, I thought that if you changed the 'n' to an 'l' it would sound like something you could buy from the Good Humor man. We stopped at a diner for supper, and the waitresses thought she was several weeks old because she was so big. She has a couple of cousins who were even bigger at birth.
And now that baby is a computer technician (is that the right term, Carmen?), mother of three twenty-somethings (well, Bobby's not quite there yet, but he will be in July) and grandmother of two beautiful little girls - ages 7 1/2 and 3. Unbelievable!