It was a long, productive night.

Not so much for me, but certainly for my sister and her husband.

Molly Renee finally decided to stop torturing her mother, and take her first step towards autonomy.

Here she is, with her proud big brother. Timmy suddenly looks much older to me, now that he’s not the baby anymore.

She’s 6.9 pounds and a yet undetermined length. (My mom and I have a bet going on this…I say 19.5 inches. Mom’s gonna owe me a cheeseburger.)

Mother and baby are both fine, and doing well.