'Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving...

'Twas the night before Thanksgiving, some six years ago
Not a creature was stirring....well, at least not one that we would know.

The baby of three was determined to come
Yes, out of the oven would come the bun.

The water had broken, the doctor was called,
It wasn't quite time, but she wouldn't be stalled.

Straight to the operating room, our condition was STAT
The mommy's ankles were decidely swollen, er...fat.

When what to our expectant eyes should appear
but a beautiful girl crying really big tears.

A section, a suction, and a few cranky nurses
And we instantly knew she would be a lover of purses.

We called her Sophy-in fact, Sophy Claire
She came weighing not-quite-8 pounds, with a head full of hair.

She learned how to coo, she learned how to crawl
She learned how to giggle, she learned how to brawl.

'Tis the Night Before Thanksgiving, sakes alive...
And she is the Pinkie in our family of 5.

Happy Birthday Sophy Claire!