Finnley

Isn't she beautiful!? I'm a...... great Auntie. Good grief. Makes me sound like some old lady in a house-coat with gray hair....
I, of course, have been waxing poetic...maudlin...singing old songs from "Fiddler on the Roof"...that sort of thing. Her mother was born the year I graduated from High School. My first niece. I experienced that first uterus-crushing love the day I held her for the first time. Blind, unconditional, soul-deep love for another person. Sweet Megan. And now she's a mother. She'll be a fantastic one, too.
Now you're singing the song too, aren't you? Ha!