Birthdays can be stressful.

I had a dream I was naked in front of a group of strangers ...

Getting my footprint taken.

This is right before me and daddy had our first conversation about the epistemic merits of Plantinga's notion of proper basicality!

He sees a lot of value in the concept of properly basic beliefs, but I don't quite buy it because it hasn't been made clear to me how one distinguishes between a belief that has legitimate proper basicality and a belief that is just hogwash. But then, I am just seven minutes old. Silly daddy!

Here she is, me and daddy's number one!

Going through labor for my mommy seemed about as difficult for her as drinking a milkshake. Nice!

Yum, my fingers!

Here's my grandmother Laura!

She was giddy as a schoolgirl!

Here's my grandmommy Virginia!

She cried a good bit today. Weird, so did I!

Here's my granddaddy Clay!

He drove all the way up here for me, even though he had to drive back the same day. What a chap!

Here's my Uncle Brett, a fine fellow who has wanted a niece or nephew for six years. My cousin Landon was born today in Alabama, so he got both on the same day. Doesn't he look like a swell uncle?

Ladies, he's available. TXT me and I'll get you the hookup!

My closeup.

Am I yawning here? Or am I just surprised? I can't remember.

I made my daddy laugh!

This is right after I was born. I wasn't too messy!

Here's the new family! Don't my parents look proud?

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