It was the best of times and it was the worst of times-- nah, it was the worst of times. One moment, I'm in a deep sleep, without a worry, on the beach at Ipanema, and the next thing I know, the temperature has dropped 30 degrees and I'm expected to breathe!!!
What I mean to say is, I was born on 3/3/2012. I'm rather peeved that people were taking photos of me as I was going through this life-changing event, but they did do a fairly good job of documenting the whole thing.
They assure me we're going to be doing this on a pretty regular basis. Make sure you send them your feedback and tell them what they're doing wrong.
These photos were taken on the day of my birth. Actually, my grandfather Bill took them. He's a really boring guy. He picked me up on Sunday, and I went right to sleep.
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