9 lb. Max was born last night, so I am a grandad for the fourth and apparently last time. Got to go in a birthing suite at least until all the action started. They do not have expectant father and grandfather rooms anymore and you not only have to leave the hospital to have a smoke, you have to leave the hospital property, so I ended up spending half my time on the street smoking with emergency patients, on crutches and sitting in wheel chairs that I assumed they left there for old expectant grandfathers.
But all are fine and my daughter is beautiful and guess what Max looks like his grandad, except for the moustache, beard and sunglasses.