This just in... at approximately midnight, my sis brought new nephew Jackson Todd into the world. Mom, infink, Dad, and bro Wilson are all well. No word on the condition of dog Molly, though I suspect it's "spastic as always." Also no report on Grandma Nancy, but my guess is "gushing."
Thus, Aunt Carla and I go from having the World's Coolest Nephew to having the World's Coolest NephewS. We are greatly psyched.
(I'm also way touched that sis E.B. referred to the new guy as "little J.T." since I'm Jason Taft, i.e. "big J.T." He's clearly vying for Favored Nephew Status already, although I adamantly refuse to play favorites.)