Younger Son's birthday was on the twelfth so Fio is running a few days late in mentioning it. But then YS was two weeks late himself.
Yes, he was born two weeks overdue and weighed eleven pounds, seven ounces. You read that right--not seven-eleven, but eleven-seven. YS was so big that the newborn diapers were too small and the nursery had to send out for the next larger size.
Fio has gotten a lot of satisfaction using her own personal factoid to stop other women's big-baby-boasting in its tracks, but she's gotten even more satisfaction seeing YS grow to (normal-sized)adulthood, decide on a career of his heart, and pursue it with everything that's in him.
Happy Birthday, WNLB.